The last couple weeks I’ve been working quite hard on all sorts of projects; webdesign jobs, finding suitable bridesmaids dress fabric (still!), puppy socialisation, and a whole bunch of other finicky little things. And I was getting quite flustered about all these things, and little time in which I had to do them. In my flustered state I bemoaned my woes to The Boy, and despaired in not being able to afford to hire someone to do all this work for me. The Boy indulged me and I got all the self-pity out of my system. Anyway, later I found this on my desk:

6 Steps To Riches

1. Develop a cat-dog that flies.
2. Market flying cat-dogs.
3. Sell millions worldwide.
4. Activate secret plan “Octopus”.
5. flying attack dog-cat-army of danger.
6. Steal Money from people.
VICTORY!!

Possible costs:
- Genetic Scientists
- Wings
- Glue
- Collars

While ever so slightly immoral (and not to mention the logic flaw – if I am selling millions worldwide I would already be rich and not need to steal money. I think ’6 Steps to Riches’ sounded better than ’3 Steps to Riches’) and is about as feasible as most B Grade horror movies, it did cheer me up no end. :)