You go to work with this intention
and approximately five minutes after sitting down…
You just need a small-eeny-weeny-itsy-bitsy-tiny-ittle-wittle breaky-poo
It starts out harmless enough. A bit of lil’ Bub here…
Some spatial awareness deficient cat there…
AAaand it’s 2pm and you haven’t gotten anything done yet today
You’ve fallen under the siren song of cat videos
But you know what?
You realize you don’t care
You revel in your new found freedom
You look forward to appearing on Animal Hoarders
You steer every conversation to why cats are the superior pet
You just CAN’T EVEN HANDLE IT RIGHT NOW
But, honestly, who can blame you?
Sorry…what were we talking about?