As I wrote on my alter ego’s blog, Sandy’s Room, it really messed up yesterday’s plans. Today we have off work, which is nice, but already I’m sitting here feeling guilty for not doing work that needs to get done, and for not helping my husband with the shoveling out of the car. Yes, I COULD let him do it all, he being the man and all, but I’m supposed to be a modern, liberated woman in a equal partnership …. ha ha ha ha.
Well, now that the holidays are winding down, I can get back into play mode real soon. I’m behind on answering correspondence again. I’ll try to answer all emails today, and will get to phone calls later. I know there’s a certain musician in NYC who is long overdue for a caning (you know who you are, Mr. Brahms) and others who are just itching for my strap and paddle. It’s been too long.
I’m watching my hubby work on the car, and I guess it is time for me to go help. At the very least it’ll be a good workout, since I’m not going to make it to the gym today.