Some people may think this was a boring waste of time. Well, simply put, you're wrong. Everybody needs time to themselves to decompress and chill out, especially me. If you had any idea what my daily life is like, you'd have a fucking heart attack. I work a piss load of overtime, tend to my child's needs and try to pay attention to my side projects. Let's not forget the usual cooking, cleaning and animal duties. Add to that the myriad of social requests and a solid exercise routine and I barely have time to sleep. When my head finally does make contact with the pillows on my bed, I am out for a few hours until my alarm breaks into my dreams and steals my fantasies. Bastard alarm.
So yes, while the weekend was devoid of most people, with the exception of a companion now and again (one cannot play Rockband by oneself), it was fanfuckingtastic. It was so nice to not have to dress up and make small talk. My hair stayed in a ponytail, my eyes remained free of enhancements and there was no set shower schedule. Yes folks, I pretty much lived in my jammies. In fact, there may even be a permanent dent in my couch from my ass.
Not only did I do nothing, I slept until 12:30 this afternoon! I am thinking this could become a habit.. The cat didn't bother me, the dog didn't pee by the back door and the stupid phone was muted and the vibrate function turned off. HA! Screw you hippies! Take that you time bandits!
I have one more day to be a lazy tool before I am back to work for hours on end (impending audit) and I am going to utilise it as best I can with books, Lego and frequent naps. Once my work week is over I will be taking time off, very well deserved I might add, and hopefully doing more of the same boring stuff that made up this past weekend. Or, I will end up doing renos, cooking enough food to get me through the next two months and possibly some research and writing. Hmmmm....You tell me.... Which is more appealing?
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