Bungalow Redux

Making lists

I need to make lists.  Without a "to do" list,  I'm like  a ship without a rudder turning slowing in circles.   A "list-less" day will be spent in front of the computer browsing through Ebay items.....all of them.  But, with a list I'm an action-packed dynamo.  Beside, I get such a rush from marking through completed items. 

I'm melting.....

Hey !!  What happened??? Did the heat follow me north from Texas the way the black cloud follows Pigpen ?  Is it global warming?  Some sort of strange karma by which I am doomed to suffer the fires of hell in this life?   The kitties and I are tempted to throw ourselves prone to the basement floor to absorb the coolness.