I woke up at 8am and was not sleepy (I slept/dozed most of the day yesterday, and went to bed early), so I put in some laundry and went to Provence to read. The weather today is so much better than yesterday -- in the 80's and not nearly as humid as it's been lately. After Provence, I decided to buy a pair of shoes and headed for Target, where, having decided that I couldn't possibly allow myself to splurge on a new pair of shoes, I bought cat litter and catnip and a new pillow instead. Incidentally, Seamus loves the catnip. Hobbes might like it as much if Seamus would quit hogging it all.
So now I'm at home and needing to go to work in about 90 minutes. I cleaned the kitchen and suppose that I could clean the bedroom, too...but...I don't feel like it.... I think the constant mess in the bedroom aggravates Matt, maybe. He probably wants to nag me about it more than he does. I'm very lazy, I know; the terrible thing about it is that I feel SO MUCH BETTER about myself when I'm not lazy! I feel accomplished. Hm. Maybe I should clean, just as a gesture to Matt.
Speaking of, I'm not sure what I'm going to do with him when Mom and Anna Laura come up this weekend. I don't think they know that we're living together -- unless they read this blog (please speak up if you do...) or were able to figure it out when they came to see Sarah. And it shouldn't really matter, but it might. I don't know. I mean, the chances are pretty good that we'll stay together for quite a long time/get married anyway, but you know.
I'll figure it out. The other part is that Matt doesn't like being around people very much, unless he already knows them. He doesn't even like spending time with his family, let alone mine. He'd probably rather be off somewhere reading or playing chess or poker or something useful like that. Which isn't really cool, but I can deal. I'll make him spend some time with them, anyway. Maybe they'll hang out places other than my apartment, so he can just stay here.
So...clean the bedroom. Stop being lazy. Right.
my "other" journal
2 comments:
I always feel better when I'm productive too...maybe we're on to something? Ha! I'm sure it's never the first thing you want to do b/c you work WAY too much. When I move back we'll have craft nights b/c they're productive in their own right! Hope you have fun with your family this weekend. I think I'll write you a letter soon!
I'm officially speaking up. but I didn't know you had this blog till now, and I've gone down and read only a few blogs, so don't feel weird, like I've been stalking. I have a new blog and feel almost like a newb, looking at your archives....whoo.
don't worry about what to do with me. I don't know what I'm doing with myself, and Mom's not coming, so don't worry. I hope I get to read about your life, now! but I've had some vodka and am sagging, flagging. hope I can see you tomorrow, dear.
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