That I got like a ba-zillion things done in one day? Things like, doing 10 loads of laundry, scrubbing the bathroom to an immaculate finish, washing the picture frames, teaching the kids physics, solving the Financial Crisis on Wall Street, and all in time for a well-made 5 course dinner.
Today is not that day. That was Monday.
Today was the day I sat around on the couch and thought about cleaning the cushions (but never did), took my kids to the park, but lazily sat on the bench, had Calvin make his OWN Peanut Butter and Honey sandwich, lallygagged on the phone with my Mom for 1 hour, did 9/10 of my workout, and didn't even shower afterwards. I'm hoping to finish strong with a half-way attempt at dinner named Top Ramen. Then I might really blow it out of the water and watch THE HILLS tonight and top it off with a few hours of nosey blog reading. No reason to call me Super Efficient today. Just call me Maybe Another Day Girl.
By the way, I am a little bugged that my Bail-Out plan didn't get approved. I worked all weekend on that baby.
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2 comments:
you're so great. validation for the world. you're such a good writer, too.
i want to talk to you for an hour.
i'm becoming more of a phone person. still without long distance though.
does it bug you that i comment every time. like, geesh, it's just cally again. i just like your posts. i have much to say.
I love this entry. Hey, you empowered Calvin by having him make his OWN sandwich, you should feel very accomplished.
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