I ended up getting the day off as it’s pretty slow at work, but instead of a quiet day at home with my husband David and Mr. Rileycat, working on any one of dozens of vaguely important projects, I’m bouncing from place to place in the house. The cleaning service showed up today after all (David couldn’t remember if he’d cancelled them for this week) and so they’re bustling around and I’m doing my best to either keep ahead of them (last minute cleanup job on the stovetop, catbox, dishwasher) or stay out of the way. Seems to be working…