I thought about all this while painting yesterday. At one point I thought Mini was deliberately trying to knock me on my arse. To paint the strip of wall around the top of the shower, I basically took the can of paint, stuck it in the shampoo niche. I stood with one foot on each side of the tub. Mini kept trying to climb in with me, and knocked it his Backyardigan pirate boat into it - right beneath my feet TWICE. Little booger! Ah well...I can't do any more work on the bathroom until I buy more paint tomorrow anyway.
I finished reading that Charlotte Lamb book, btw. Not one of her best, but good all the same. I shelved it after I read it, and now I need to dig through my TBR stack and start on a new read. I've been sort of tackling the old Harlequins Presents I've been saving because they're varied and have a shorter length. That is the only line, aside from Nocturne, that I have followed with any regularity. And I have no idea why that is.
That's about it for me. I hope you're all having a pleasant Thursday!