Grown-up Fail
Dear internets,
My living room smells like a sandwich. I am not sure why. I have not consumed any sandwiches in recent memory and this is not Subway. Did someone hide a sandwich in my couch? That would be a weird thing to do.
Anyway, just thought I'd mention it.
Sincerely,
EJ
P.S. Culprit discovered - it was the half-cup of coffee and milk left to rot on the coffee table. This, btw, would be my roommate's doing. Coffee rarely goes unfinished in my presence.
Dear old Cup of Coffee,
Thank you for smelling like a tasty sandwich instead of old rotting yuck. I'm not quite sure how you managed that, but kudos. I'm almost sad to dispose of you, as I suspect you might be magic, but I really do need to clean up.
In my defense, it's been a busy week and I have simply not had the energy to clean. Thank you for not judging my slovenly ways, old cup of coffee. In another life, perhaps, I feel like we could have been friends.
Admiringly yours,
EJ
To illustrate just how freaking exhausted I was, I slept until 1:30 today (nearly 12 hours of uninterrupted sleep). This is quite the accomplishment for me. If I do sleep in on the weekends, it's more me waking up every couple of hours starting at 7:00 and finally getting up around 11:00. Sleeping straight through to afternoon indicates a very sleepy EJ!
I did get the dishes done (so very necessary), talked to my brother on the phone for awhile and now I'm torn between lazing about on the internet and doing a thorough scrubbing down of the house, which really needs to be done. If I do clean, I could then go to the grocery store early tomorrow and then spend the rest of the day writing guilt-free. Seems like the responsible thing to do.
Honestly, I could also take a nap right now. I probably shouldn't, though.
Decisions, decisions...
My living room smells like a sandwich. I am not sure why. I have not consumed any sandwiches in recent memory and this is not Subway. Did someone hide a sandwich in my couch? That would be a weird thing to do.
Anyway, just thought I'd mention it.
Sincerely,
EJ
P.S. Culprit discovered - it was the half-cup of coffee and milk left to rot on the coffee table. This, btw, would be my roommate's doing. Coffee rarely goes unfinished in my presence.
Dear old Cup of Coffee,
Thank you for smelling like a tasty sandwich instead of old rotting yuck. I'm not quite sure how you managed that, but kudos. I'm almost sad to dispose of you, as I suspect you might be magic, but I really do need to clean up.
In my defense, it's been a busy week and I have simply not had the energy to clean. Thank you for not judging my slovenly ways, old cup of coffee. In another life, perhaps, I feel like we could have been friends.
Admiringly yours,
EJ
To illustrate just how freaking exhausted I was, I slept until 1:30 today (nearly 12 hours of uninterrupted sleep). This is quite the accomplishment for me. If I do sleep in on the weekends, it's more me waking up every couple of hours starting at 7:00 and finally getting up around 11:00. Sleeping straight through to afternoon indicates a very sleepy EJ!
I did get the dishes done (so very necessary), talked to my brother on the phone for awhile and now I'm torn between lazing about on the internet and doing a thorough scrubbing down of the house, which really needs to be done. If I do clean, I could then go to the grocery store early tomorrow and then spend the rest of the day writing guilt-free. Seems like the responsible thing to do.
Honestly, I could also take a nap right now. I probably shouldn't, though.
Decisions, decisions...