Our post work naps have become increasingly common it seems.
I woke around 6:45, and attempted to glean some hidden meaning out of the CNN exit polls, maybe a little too focused on the hotly contested NY primary. Mistress was waking too, and I announced I was heading downstairs to get dinner going.
Did anyone notice something there?
Mistress certainly did, pointing out while we were settling down for dinner that I had forgotten to offer to worship. Too focused I was on those pesky election results!
Oops.
Of course I made good on my "rain check" before we drifted off last night. Attention to her clean shaven folds was given priority over the CNN talking heads.
But I do have a feeling that there is a demerit on an imaginary sheet somewhere in Mistress's head, and that a comeuppance is due.
