'so i'll write about it instead"
petunia
::26 may 2008 :: 11:57am
i've having supreme indecision with how to spend my day. todd's at work and zane's at his mom's, so here i sit debating whether i should:
1) climb up a ladder and clean gutters although i have never done that before, in an attempt to surprise todd and show him that i do not leave ALL the nasty outdoor gruntwork for him
2) go to the pool, swim a lot of laps and then fall asleep in the grass
3) work on pulling up the ivy in the backyard (see reasons from #1)
4) watch heath ledger movies while folding an immense pile of laundry
5) go to the grocery store and shop for items i do not really have to have but help me to stock my pantry and feel that at any given moment, i have the ingredients on hand for any particular dish i care to create.
6) go to the Y and work out, enjoying the fact that like there will only be 2 people in the whole place due to the holiday weekend.
the problem is that i really do not have an overwhelming desire to do any of these things, yet there is not anything specific i would rather be doing. or at least, nothing reality-based.
maybe i should make a poll.
this is silly.
i vote #2. then #4, minus the heath ledger part.
update:
2 hours later. i ate greasy diner food (not on the list), did the grocery shopping, and am now contemplating the gutters or yard. three strikes, and i'm out with you, i fear, king ben.
aside from the diner you spent a day off doing chores. when did you grow up? and why?
i know; it's kinda gross, right? :/
i ended up spending the rest of the afternoon getting on top of our garage and painting trimwork in my underwear. does that redeem me in some f-ed up way somehow?
ummm… yes?
were you drunk? if so, it def redeems you. otherwise, you might be on your way to some kind of weird "underwear lady" nickname in your neighborhood.
wait - you think being drunk would *prevent* a new nickname? like drunkie mcUnderwear painter?