note to self: stop talking to self
No, actually, gaining an hour this weekend does not mean you can magically stay up until balls-o-clock cleaning the bedroom because Jeff gets home tomorrow afternoon. It's not actually a free hour! It already happened and it wasn't a free hour when it happened and it has not magically turned today into happy free time! You still have to get up at 6am tomorrow whether or not you like it and it has absolute fuckall to do with the hour! Stop fooling yourself!
No, this is actually a terrible time to put in a load of laundry! What!
edit: hilariously, while writing this post, a kitten sat on my lap. There's a law of physics/psychology somewhere about how theoretically impossible and morally wrong it is to move a kitten off of one's lap, right. I am sure I read that somewhere. So now I can't go do anything anyway. Thanks, Porter. You adorable little ball of shithead. Stop purring and being cute, I have to go change the laundry.
No, this is actually a terrible time to put in a load of laundry! What!
edit: hilariously, while writing this post, a kitten sat on my lap. There's a law of physics/psychology somewhere about how theoretically impossible and morally wrong it is to move a kitten off of one's lap, right. I am sure I read that somewhere. So now I can't go do anything anyway. Thanks, Porter. You adorable little ball of shithead. Stop purring and being cute, I have to go change the laundry.