To sleep in….or at least go back to bed after the dergs get me up.
To get my workout routines re-established.
To have time to find a new old car.
To have time to find a new washing machine…or even an old one that runs.
To watch CSI:NY reruns.
To take long leisurely late morning naps.
To file the ridiculous amounts of paperwork sitting around my house.
To shred large mountains of unneccessary paperwork sitting around my house.
To organize my beading stuff.
To get some beading done after organizing it well enough to remember/find what i have to work with.
To not have to deal with everyone else’s shit all day long…and think about my own shit for awhile.
To spring clean…my house and my head space.
To take long leisurely afternoon naps.
To spend a little quality time with the dergs and maybe even try to civilize them a bit so i can take them out in public get them into the show ring again this summer.
To coerce or cajole my nephew The Mechanic into bringing a chainsaw over to cut up more of the tree stump from the blue spruce in my back yard that may or may not have fallen over on FredNextDoor’s house a couple of winters ago. Have i mentioned what a great neighbour he is?
To pretend to watch important, socially relevant documentaries on tv while actually copping even more great afternoon naps.
And, perhaps most important of all…to stalk the blogs of all my blogging friends and get caught up on their stuff cos i’ve been falling so miserably far behind on everyone’s posts. I’ve found that reading blogs has replaced, for me anyhow, the reading of magazines and newspaper. It’s where i encounter great music, beautiful art, amazing recipes (no one needs to know it’s mostly the cocktails i’m interested in) and writing that makes me laugh, cry and think and question life with all its complexities and challenges.
So if you see me loitering on your site (after April 3rd that is!) for excessively long periods of time, don’t be alarmed…i’m either just in your archives snooping around…or i took a tired spell* and thus decided to have another nap, but forgot to exit your site before laying my little redhead down.
*not to be construed as a reflection of anyone’s writing abilities
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ps…here’s the answer to yesterday’s psychopath test…
She killed her sister so that there would have to be another family funeral,
and in hopes that the mystery man would again be in attendance.