I'm the the process of rearranging furniture in my office. As it is my desire to jam every inch of living space full of as much furniture as humanly possible (at least according to Fletch) there are still some un-homed items floating around the middle of the room. Presently I have a rolling office chair pulled up to the front of my desk and Maisy has climbed into it. She's sitting upright on her haunches and facing me. We appear to be having a meeting. I keep cracking up as I consider what we mi
Published on July 21, 2009 07:05