Fluff

So anyone who’s been to my house knows I have a thing for candles and tarts. Yummy smelling, flickering, warm things.

Today I had very little cleaning to do. Other than picking up a few stray items and wiping a few things down and sweeping up the mud crumbles Taylor dragged in… my housemouse duties were nil.

So I’m sitting here with candles going all over, Christmas lights twinkling in windows and on the balcony and feeling very reluctant to do my Pilates.

What I want to do is curl up with my book and just enjoy it all.

Alas, with Taylor working so hard, guilt wins.

A few more swallows of java and it’s time to work on my fluffy tummy.