Monday August 10th, 2015

The exercise:

Write about someone who is: indulgent.

We actually took a second day off today, which we haven't done since... nope, we didn't even manage that around our camping trip. So it would have to have been before the growing season started. If even then.

Anyway. We drove up to Penticton to do some shopping that we haven't had a chance to do after markets (when I generally just want to go straight home, unload the truck, and go the hell to sleep). So that was good.

I'll be back in the garden tomorrow morning to get some weeding done before we go back to harvesting for our next market. Which it kinda feels like we're doing every other day.

Mine:

"You can't sit there."

"What? Why not?"

"Phillip likes to sit there."

"Oh come on. Not you too."

"Phillip will be very upset if you sit in his chair. And that will make mother even more upset."

"Then let him be upset. It'll do him some good to not get his way for once."

"And mother?"

"She coddles him too much and it's effecting the rest of us. If we let this go on much longer we'll be both be sleeping in the garage while Phillip enjoys the comforts of our beds. So enough is enough."

"Please don't sit there..."

"He's not even home! Mother took him to the vet."

"I didn't know the vet treats mice."

"Yes, well, mother pays him very well. If she paid me that kind of money maybe I wouldn't feel the need to sit in precious Phillip's chair. As is..."

"What... what was that sound?"

"... it would appear that Phillip was not at the vet after all."