I've done something relatively constructive recently. I've been playing around with my recording studio software and have recorded a track from my keyboard, and laid another midi track on top with a French Horn voicing. I've tried laying some vocals on, but if I leave the door to the bedroom open, my cat comes in and sings with me. I don't know if my voice offends her, if she likes it, or if she just can't resist singing along. Sometimes if I'm singing, she'll come get in my lap and meow right in my face. She seems very concerned, probably rightfully so. Maybe she thinks I'm in pain. At any rate, the song I'm working on is for the soundtrack for the movie I'm writing. Don't ask--it's too corny and cheesy for words, but I feel the need to work on it anyway. I may not have this time to myself again. One of the main problems I have with getting anything accomplished on it is G. I can't sing or write much when he's at home. And he's at home a lot. I realize that home is really his office (his truck is also his office), but it's very disconcerting to have him pop in every couple of hours. He comes home too early for my comfort, too. When we have the mansion, I suppose I'll have a writing and recording wing. Won't that be lovely?