If there is such a thing as reincarnation, I’d like to come back as a cat. Hopefully, one that would know enough to look both ways before crossing the street. I see my two boys sleeping away the day and I am so jealous, so today I have decided to emulate them. I spent yesterday staining my new fence. I have about 300 linear feet of new fence, and it all needed to be sealed with a stain/linseed oil mix. I had done a short section of the front fence about a week ago, but I decided to get it all done yesterday. I even got up the nerve to contact my two neighbors and venture into their backyards so I could finish the other side. I did it! 14 gallons of stain later, it was all done. I am so tired today. I had hoped to weed the flower beds, which are currently full of weeds, but I just didn’t get out there. I played on the computer a bit this morning, watched a bit of TV (documentaries on the Universe) while eating lunch, and then just decided to go back to bed. I could live like this, so I figure my next life should be as a cat. Instead of quilting quilts, I would just lie on them or bunch up batting scraps and make myself a nice little bed. I could play with spools of thread and be even more entertained than I am by them now. I’m sure I would still have an appreciation for good quality fabric — Lord knows Vince shies away from substandard material now! Ah well, I hope that some day I manage to get all my energy back. Some days I feel so full of energy, but if I use it all up, I’m wiped out for days. I wish I had managed to accomplish a bit more before I have to go back to work tomorrow. I really would love to go in one day like you go into surgery — and in two years, someone could say “Linda, wake up! It’s all over! You can retire now!” I can hardly wait.