It’s 4:20 on Saturday afternoon. I have pissed away the day thusly –
~ I got out of bed around 8:15am – Don’t be envious that I slept in, I didn’t actually get to sleep until around 4:30am.
~ Read the paper including all the Sunday supplements which, for some strange reason we get on Saturdays. Ate breakfast. Cleaned out email. Browsed through the real estate listings I get via email. Set up the bathroom for my husband’s shower. Supervised his shower.
~ 11:45-ish I take my shower and dress for the day.
~ 12:30pm – I have lunch, read some blogs, delete some more email. Pay some bills, transfer some money. Clean up the bookkeeping spreadsheets. Order some Thanksgiving presents.
~ 2:30 – I decide I need to work on my Christmas cards –
2 hours later (it is now 4:35pm) I’m here procrastinating because I still have to –
~ Make the bed
~Scoop kitty litter
~ Grate a wedge of cheese
~ Clean up the kitchen
All before 6pm when I have to start making dinner…Which, come to think of it, I have plenty of time. I think I may just sit awhile and stare out the window and watch the sun set…