There are lots of jobs around here that need supervising. I'm lucky to have more supervisors than I know what to do with. Yesterday's tunnel and cave door varnishing project had Dali and Lucie on the patio barking messages and Sam up in her favorite window spot making sure I didn't venture too far from the task at hand. I do have a tendency to wander!
After tiny cries from the terrace, I balanced my brush on top of the can and went upstairs to see what was up. My supervisors had had enough so they went inside. When I returned, my brush was gone. No, not really...it had fallen into a full can of varnish! I fished it out, wiped the excess on my nasty overalls and just kept moving. Good thing I first-coated both doors, because then the rain came.
We'd worked hard. Everyone was tired. I sat at the table with a glass of red wine and could hear little woofs at my feet from Dali's dreams on the floor, Lucie snoring like a truck driver from the sofa, and Sam back under the covers of my bed sighing and blowing sweetly. What a wonderful symphony of supervisors!
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