A Cheetos Day

Some days you just want to sit on the couch and watch mindless TV and eat a whole bag of Cheetos all by yourself. Today is such a day. No creative spark, no ideas waiting backstage, no energy to write. Time to put on the plaid flannel pants and sweatshirt and vege out. The dogs are twin “cinnamon rolls” on their twin beds, and the cat is asleep on the heating vent under the buffet. We are in for the night and on stand-by mode. Zzzzz.