I've been trying to remember that parable about two animals. One works hard gathering nuts and seeds all summer to store for the winter, while the other faffs around, sunbathing, reading books, going on picnics, snoozing in the sun etc.
Come winter the lazy animal, (let us for the sake of argument call her Sandra), suddenly discovers that she has no food put by and will probably starve. Plus all the housework has piled up, not to mention the bills, which she can't pay because she's been doing sod all for months and months.
Were they squirrels?
Anyway, there is a lesson there for all of us.
After months and months of not exactly complete inactivity, I have finally grasped the nettle and made serious inroads into what should have been done and dusted ages ago.
Actually......*lowers voice to a whisper*.... it's not nearly as bad as I anticipated. Once I got past the huge, monolithic block which the task had assumed in my mind, and got right in amongst it, it's going really quite well.
I don't want to jinx it though so........
In other news, Small Dog is due for one of her occasional baths. Since we got back from Cornwall her fur is full of sand and salt and is subsequently sticking up in peaks and horns. She has also discovered something fascinating at the top of the garden and has been rolling in it.
Naturally she thinks she smells fragrant. However the scent is more reminiscent of Canal No. 5.
In other other news, the nights are fair drawing in. It's getting darker earlier and earlier which reminds me we are on the long slow slide towards the end of October and putting our clocks back by one hour.
Before we know it, it will be Christmas.........