S a tur day night!

That's when I get to write, apparently. I was all set to sit down and do that this morning but then I realized that the stack of magazines I haven't yet read was going to fall on me, not to mention the things that were evidently about to sprout legs if I didn't get out the serious cleaning fluids. When half an hour's scrubbing gets you one very small clean area, you know you haven't procrastinated enough.