From Puzzles to Pancakes

The puzzle is done and I wondered how Richard would fill his time. He didn't waste any time trying to figure that out.

It's pancake day again. Two huge bags of pancake mix have been mixed and measured and are now sitting in bowls waiting to be cooked. My kitchen is now white, having been covered from top to bottom in sticky, wet pancake mix. Richard even has it all over his face. Soon I won't be able to find the dog. She'll be covered in it too.

It's 5:30 pm. I'm off to yoga.