A personal army of butterflies

Some things are worth posting about, some not. This is the latter. Yet I made colour printing happen. More, I made colour pictures. Even more, one of the colours was not red from my cut fingers.
There has been wrapping.
I should be in bed. I certainly should not be coming in here irritating you. I should be tidying and playing with pillowcases. And taking the rubbish out so as to avoid confusing the sacks.
I am tired. I need a bath. And when are Google switching on their lights! Com'on!!! Wa!!!
Yeah...
You remember that R Whites lemonade advert (I'm a secret lemonade drinker)... yeah? That's how I feel. Not that I have a lemonade fetish, but with the sneaking and being strangely high in the middle of the night... yeah.
So... I was with mother tpday then? Wow. You know, I couldn't tell...
Right, pillowcases!