whistle the threshing song

I'm so lucky. I get to go to work today. I don't have to look at the dust on the shelves. I don't have to decide where to sit - I have my rolling office chair. The dog must stay home without me. If she's whining I don't hear her. If the kids come home and want sandwiches, I figure they'll have worked it out by the time I get there. I don't have the foggiest if the refrigerator door is properly shut or not. If the apple man is at the door, I'm not answering. Is a cat pissing in my garden? Are the trains running on time? Is a flybuzz torturing my pillowcase? I don't have the faintest idea!