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Today one of my oldest friends (as in, someone who's known me more than 20 years) told me, "You have such an interesting life."
Anyway, I was thinking about it today. I don't think my life is exciting. It might be if I was a little less lazy. Like last night, when I realized the bedclothes were still in the washer, I decided to roll out the sleeping bag and sleep on the livingroom floor rather than dry them and make the bed. And I slept in, to boot.
This morning I watched a few episodes of "Invader Zim". I found it last night on for dirt cheap! This morning I watched a few episodes and laughed my butt off, since I hadn't seen them in ages. And I found myself singing "The Doom Song" in a falsetto...
The only remotely interesting thing today was that the neighbours' folks helped them take down the big maple in their back yard. I took a photo of a brother-in-law in the upper branches, topping it a limb at a time. I also took a picture of a grey squirrel trying unsuccessfully to break into my squirrel-proof feeder. Squirrels - now THEY lead interesting and dangerous lives!
I went shopping for groceries, bought and read the local daily, had some coffee.... boring sorts of everyday stuff. Washed a few delicates in the sink, using a washboard. That's interesting, I suppose, because most people don't own a washboard, and if they do, it's an antique on display. Also, mine is made of glass instead of galvanized metal.
So... I don't think my life is interesting. I suspect it's actually pretty mundane. (Though fortunately the gentleman caller seems to LIKE it when I babble about it.) It's nice, though.
Anyway, I was thinking about it today. I don't think my life is exciting. It might be if I was a little less lazy. Like last night, when I realized the bedclothes were still in the washer, I decided to roll out the sleeping bag and sleep on the livingroom floor rather than dry them and make the bed. And I slept in, to boot.
This morning I watched a few episodes of "Invader Zim". I found it last night on for dirt cheap! This morning I watched a few episodes and laughed my butt off, since I hadn't seen them in ages. And I found myself singing "The Doom Song" in a falsetto...
The only remotely interesting thing today was that the neighbours' folks helped them take down the big maple in their back yard. I took a photo of a brother-in-law in the upper branches, topping it a limb at a time. I also took a picture of a grey squirrel trying unsuccessfully to break into my squirrel-proof feeder. Squirrels - now THEY lead interesting and dangerous lives!
I went shopping for groceries, bought and read the local daily, had some coffee.... boring sorts of everyday stuff. Washed a few delicates in the sink, using a washboard. That's interesting, I suppose, because most people don't own a washboard, and if they do, it's an antique on display. Also, mine is made of glass instead of galvanized metal.
So... I don't think my life is interesting. I suspect it's actually pretty mundane. (Though fortunately the gentleman caller seems to LIKE it when I babble about it.) It's nice, though.