Peace At Last

The dog-from-hell has left the premises. He’s gone home. I’ve been enjoying a nice peaceful day off. Basset Hounds are nice dogs, but they have a deep, booming voice that travels through walls too easily. I hope he never returns. If he does, I’ll be having a friendly chat with the condo board instead of the dogsitting neighbor.

I’m feeling nice and rested today. My mental faculties are once again sharp. Well… at least they’re sharp for me. Chronic Fatigue can be such a pain. Maybe I’ll go over to BG and get my henna tattoo touched up…