Lazy Sunday afternoons...
So, here it is, Sunday afternoon. It's a little after twelve, and I'm just feeling lazy as hell. I've already walked the dogs, cleaned up, read the paper, etc. Now I'm sitting here, working on the Times crossword, mudding and drinking my coffee.
The house is just so quiet. This morning, after much packing, loading of vehicles and running about helter skelter, my baby sister left for college in Corpus Christi. My sister, Rachel, rode down with Sarah in her car and my brother rode down with my mom and dad. I, being the responsible adult (read: i had no other plans), get to stay here, feed and amuse the dogs and do nothing.
So that's what I'm doing. Nothing. Just sitting on my butt relaxing. It'll probly last... oh... another hour, hour and a half at the most. I just wanna go do something.
Maybe I'll go for a swim. I need some excercise.
Peace. Out.
The house is just so quiet. This morning, after much packing, loading of vehicles and running about helter skelter, my baby sister left for college in Corpus Christi. My sister, Rachel, rode down with Sarah in her car and my brother rode down with my mom and dad. I, being the responsible adult (read: i had no other plans), get to stay here, feed and amuse the dogs and do nothing.
So that's what I'm doing. Nothing. Just sitting on my butt relaxing. It'll probly last... oh... another hour, hour and a half at the most. I just wanna go do something.
Maybe I'll go for a swim. I need some excercise.
Peace. Out.