I Hereby Declare: I am giving myself permission to do not jack shit tomorrow. I'm tired. I want a full day of couch time, with knitting and Netflix.
Well, except for changing the sheets and doing the laundry. And the floors because damn, they are feeling gritty. Otherwise, I am totally not doing jack shit. Except for the A/C filter, because that needs changing, and I have a package to mail. Otherwise, not jack shit. Maybe I'll repot that planter I got when Murphy passed. It's on the balcony, where it has been since about day three after delivery, when I realized that it oozed. The plants are still healthy, but the planter itself is a leaky mess. But other than sheets and laundry and mopping floors and repotting plants, I'm totally doing not jack shit. Oh, and mailing a package. Other than that. Oh, and the A/C filter. Otherwise, totally not jack shit.
I Hereby Declare that I will at least sit down and watch a movie, and knit. Because my knitting mojo is back, baby, and I have stuff to do, after I do all the other stuff.
2 comments:
Your "Not Doing Jack Shit" days sound a lot like mine. And at the end of them, do you find yourself wondering how you could possibly be so tired, when you didn't do jack shit all day?
Always. I also wonder how I can clean the house all day and look around at the end of the day and think it looks exactly the same.
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