Today's muse: Monies Pig

The house is empty.

One minute it's filled to the brim with strangely multiplying relatives whom you love yet find very quickly you hate, the next they've all trooped up to that godawful house you'll have to move into in three weeks.

Can you not feel my glee radiating through the screen?

It's only for the weekend, but I can't stop giggling at the prospect of actually getting decent work done, in peace and quiet.

My eyes are burning... I've been working on an essay since last night.

Still no end in sight for that letter.