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January is the longest month of the year

• Really.  I get paid on the last working day of the month.  Which for the month of December is (at the university) 12/23 or 12/24.  And I don't get paid again until 1/31.  And between 1 December and 1 January there's the following:
  • Christmas
  • Hanukkah
  • our anniversary
  • New Year's Eve
  • calls for donations from every corner
  • registration and airfare for my professional conference must be fronted
  • usually the last of the medical bills, which is more than what's left in Flexible Spending (better than the other way around)
  • wonderful sales that I must resist
  • parties requiring food and gifts
• Do you see why January is the longest month of the year?

Cathedral ceilings:

• Do you know what I love about cathedral ceilings in a house?  They make the space open up, and the ceiling fan is not inches from your head. 

• Do you know what I hate about cathedral ceilings in a house?  Dusting the angles and corners.  Some cobwebs get all grimy and stuck and how in the heck do you get them out, even with the extending duster?

It wouldn't be a break if...

• I didn't volunteer to do extra things, like launder and iron any grimy linens from church, say "yes" to extra hours at the yarn store gig ('cause January's the longest month of the year), and stay in my nightgown at least one day until 4pm (and that would not be the days I'm working).
• I didn't answer work-related e-mail (but I read this article from Fast Company this am before I answered the e-mail).   Oh wait, that's an oxymoron.  Hmmm.  Who's the moron?
• I didn't look around the house and think that I need another break to get caught up on more housework related things.

If there's reincarnation, I want to come back as my cat.

• She got to sleep on my lap for about 2 hours early this afternoon, with lots of scritches and loving in-between. 
• When she gets on the bed before we get in it, we're both careful to slide in around her.
• My mom made her a quilt and Her Highness loves it.

Do you think he was the one who put the nearly-empty milk back as a child?

• I scrounged for a snack this afternoon.  I opened up the can of whole cashews I bought as a holiday week splurge.  There were a few small cashew bits.  Then I opened up the Chex Mix bag.  More of that left, but not a whole lot.  Since Portia doesn't eat these things, it must have been the hubster at work. 

Comments

[Heide]

Not only is January a long month, but it's dark as well.
I discovered that my cat likes Nilla wafers, as we noticed some nibbles were taken from the gingerbread house. so I gave her one and, yes, she ate it as well. So you never know, maybe Portia got into your snacks.

[lauragayle]

Only if she has opposable thumbs. That's the only way I think she could have gotten the cashew can open and still have it on the table!