I REALLY was going to run, really. I procrastinated for a few hours. Since it's Saturday that's OK. I stay at my twin's on Fridays so that an adult is home when their kids are home. Then my twin drives me back home on Saturdays. Usually, I sleep all day on Saturdays, but today I started off playing Dogopoly with my 6 year old niece So, my twin went to get her oil changed, and I was ready to take a nap. I was all dressed for running as I KNEW I was going to do it at some point, but naps on Saturdays are just a great combination.
All of a sudden KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK on the door! My brother-in-law comes in "Go RUNNING!" Obviously my twin put him up to these shenanigans, ruining a potentially good nap. He took it one step further and invited the two little doggies to jump up on my bed, and be themselves. Eeeek! Ok, I'll run!
I was all dressed, like I wrote earlier, I stretched out good n' plenty, I was about to put my shoes on when I noticed I brought one running shoe and one walking shoe that's the same color! Ohmygawd! All that glorious procrastination for nothing. I shouldn't run or else I could possibly hurt myself with two different shoes. I really wanted to run. Oh well.
Instead I took my twin's dog out for a walk. She's mighty fast for a doggie that looks like a bratwurst with legs.
Here she is in a Cleopatra moment (her name is Cleo, short for Cleopatra)
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