So why do I have to think that I must do things?

Well, the cats have this silly habit of eliminating the end product of their eating, and those areas need regular cleaning. They also have a funny habit of wanting to eat every afternoon, even though 99 and 44/100% of the time they act as though my offering is just one notch above offal. (But they'll eat it anyway.)

And unless I go to the store every once in a while I'll be on a starvation diet.

You get the picture.

So today I got some stuff put away, cleaned one of their "uneating" areas, and did a bit of dusting. Nothing outdoors, since I had to go into New Orleans this afternoon.

Maybe tomorrow I'll do some household stuff. (Unless I can come up with a good procrastinatory excuse.)