Nov 15, 2009 00:04
Well, if I'd only waited nine minutes that statement wouldn't have been true. But alas I couldn't hold out quite that long. I got up early-ish this morning and then foe unknown reasons suffered from a flurry of productivity.
I got my oil changed (finally).
I went to the grocery store and only went a $1 over budget.
I came home and cleaned. I cleaned the litterbox, did the dishes, swiffered the kitchen floor, and vacuumed.
Then I proceeded to do about three loads of laundry. All of which got put away.
And then, because I noticed it was getting a little tight, I cleaned out my closet. I actually organized it and threw away a bag of clothes and set aside a plastic bin to give to goodwill.
So. Freaking. Productive.
I also wrote but only a little. Then my friend came over and we talked and played with cats and then went to get ice cream and fried treats. I'm pretty sure everyone assumes we're a couple when we go out which always makes me laugh. Anyway at about 11:35 I suddenly decided that I was tapped out.
And now I am in bed waiting for my sleepytime allergy pill to kick in.
Oh Saturday. We used to be so wild and crazy together. What happened? Where did the magic go?
navel gazing