Sunny day / in work

Wednesday aftenoon, sun shining and I'm at work. Just ain't no justice in this world. Bored at work, could be bored at home, but not likely with so much to do. You know - washing, ironing, cooking, cleaning - all those exciting things that keep me from just sitting down with a good book in the garden. There's another thing - grass to cut, weeds to pull, so if I sit in the garden, I see all the jobs waiting there. Where can I hide from all the work ? There's no hiding place really. It's his fault - he wanted a big garden, probably so he could be elsewhere doing what he wanted. I keep telling him that, even when we're away, the grass keeps growing, but he's rather be somewhere else. Preferably on HIS boat. He says it's ours, but I'm not sure I want it as much as he does. Still, I could say that about a lot of things ! Oh,look. It's time to go home. Deep joy !