muninnhuginn | Productive Procrastination

Ought to go out. Get a new head for the mop, get our eyes tested, get some cat food, even. But it's wild and wufty out there. [What's that? The ravens objecting to inclement weather? The same ravens who offer to experience other people's wind and rain, mist and fog for them? The same. It's the setting. We wants our wuthering, well, on heights, preferably by the sea, not in a grotty fenny city. Humph.]

So we've cleaned the cat litter tray, done the washing up, emptied the washing machine, put a new load of washing in. Read our emails.Okay, until the last one, it was looking really constructive.

Hup. We're off. We might be some time....