Home alone
The wife's at work, the dog's dead and the cats have gone missing -- which is code for saying I'm home alone. Tonight I have a party at the home of the chairman of the Santa Ana Chamber of Commerce, and a dashed fine 'do' it should be too. Before then I have to complete the reinstallation of the toilet and handbasin in the guest bathroom and go and order the glass for the shower walls. I must also practise, practise, practise the CBEST examinations. Funny - I had a dream last night in which I was desparately cramming to get ready to take final exams in *physics* for my Masters degree. Why physics? I had to drop that at school because the maths got to be too hard.
Oh! I also see a honey-do list on the whiteboard. Better stop blogging and get productive.

