Ok, not really. It is Friday night. I do have a glass of wine sitting next to me. But I'm definitely not dressed up. And, frankly, I don't feel like going anywhere.
Thought for the day: Why is it that I have a million things to do, most of which would make me very happy to accomplish, and I just can't seem to get off my lazy ass and do them?
I should do the dishes...eh...but the water is so hot and it smells.
I should start the laundry....but bleh I'd have to walk around gathering it all.
I should vacuum...again...that would involve walking.
So what do I do instead, sit on the couch in the dark drinking wine with my 3 cats and typing about how lazy I am. This definitely sounds like a compromise to me. I feel better. Not.
Second thought for the day: Why publish personal information on the internet that no one really cares about, not even me?
Answer: Because I can.
Fin.
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