Its Sunday, 4.25pm. I should be on my way to church but I'm not. Andy is, and thankfully, he took Mr E too. Why am I not? Well, I am running a training session tomorrow in my house. While I am thoroughly familiar with the content, I really need to go though it and print out relevant workbooks etc. Plus there is the state of my house... I have been sick for the last few days and I feel like I have not only watched the dust fall, but also settle nicely on the surrounding furniture.
UGH...
While Mr E is out of the house, I really should go through his and Miss N's clothes and sort out what doesn't fit them anymore. Trying to do that while he is here is impossible because he likes to "help"... not very helpful...
I have no need to watch Gilmore Girls... I never have and never really intend to become a fan yet that is what is on TV... begging me to watch. I sift through people's profiles on Facebook for no apparent reason, strike up conversations on IM and make longs to-do lists.
So any minute now, I'm going to look up at the clock and say... "Is that the time???"
UGH...
While Mr E is out of the house, I really should go through his and Miss N's clothes and sort out what doesn't fit them anymore. Trying to do that while he is here is impossible because he likes to "help"... not very helpful...
I have no need to watch Gilmore Girls... I never have and never really intend to become a fan yet that is what is on TV... begging me to watch. I sift through people's profiles on Facebook for no apparent reason, strike up conversations on IM and make longs to-do lists.
So any minute now, I'm going to look up at the clock and say... "Is that the time???"
1 comment:
You're right, kindred spirits.
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