Dilemna
Tomorrow my wife has to do a full day of work. I know, what the fuck, right? On her day off, and it's not even tax season any more. Well, as it turns out they had one of their employees resign, so guess who gets stuck with helping out on her day off? Right.
However, the boss has acknowledged that she is the most senior employee and therefore the highest on the food chain aside from himself. A little appreciation is nice, and the eight hours of vertime will smooth over some of the hurt feelings. Regretfully, the day off work list didn't call down as far as Your Number One Contender today, so I will not be doing any kind of paying work.
Therefore, I am puzzled as to what I am going to do tomorrow. My choices are the following:
1) WRITE, BITCH. Work on doing editing for The Phoenix Initiative or continue on with Chapter Ten of Living After Midnight. I have been a bit of a slacker on writing lately, but I justify this by pointing to my gargantuan back catalogue of publishable-quality stuff that currently stands at six books and giving the bird to anybody who dares question my work ethic. Still, these are both viable options of things to do.
2) CAN WE SAY REAL GUITAR HEROES PLAY REAL GUITARS? I bet we can. The shine is still on the Zoom, so I can also make mincemeat out of my fingertips. That's a good option.
3) ROMAN DECADENCE. I'm going to wake up with her at about eight, so I can have time to take a really luxurious bath before going out for the lunchtime date. That sounds good.
4) MOW THE FUCKING LAWN. I have to do this; there's just no getting around it. We're close to being "those people." Don't act like you don't know what I mean.
It will likely be all of the above, and a trip to the gym after my wife gets off work as well. That was easy. Thanks for helping, everybody.