On Monday I had all of these grande ideas about what I was going to do with my final week off. I had a list of things to accomplish, an itinerary for the week, and a good feeling about it… Now, as I sit here drinking my Chai Latte sprinkled with Cinnamon (yes… Starfucks… shut up) I am realizing that my procrastination problems are a lot worse than I had thought.
Not only did I not accomplish even half of the things on my list… but I didn’t accomplish the most important things, the things that i’m not gonna have time to do when I go back to work. What did I accomplish you ask?! Not much… i’ll tell you that. At least I have a clean house, dry cleaned clothes and come tomorrow a French manicure. You know… the essentials.
Oh yeah… having two babies in a Mini Cooper is proving to be quite hillarious too. The Jeep is in for service, so the past two days the spawnettes and I have been driving around in the Coop. It works, but it’s tight… You would have to saw off my arm and gouge my eyes out to make me give that car up though… and even then, I could get a prosthetic arm and sometimes being blind isn’t such a bad thing. I like sunglasses… and when i’m having my soup I can tell which letters of the alphabet i’m eating by the way they feel on my tongue.
Today is Friday… which means, happy hour starts early and I have a vintage bottle of German reisling in the fridge with my name on it.
Now… what was I doing?! Ahhh who gives a fuck. I’m watching IFC.