Friday, March 19, 2010
CR: Oh, I can't even come up with a title for this one...
Boo! Put a laxative in her coffee. That’ll keep her busy.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I was the writer of that particular text message. It’s going to be one of “those” days.
I keep forgetting I have actual work to do today. Okay, okay, it’s not “forgetting,” it’s procrastinating.
And I’ve discovered this lovely little Web site, which increases my distractions (already found a 10K I want to do!!).
But, in reality, I’ve had a very busy week, as usual, and Fridays are usually designated “chill days.” Finish up the little bit of work I haven’t accomplished through the week and…well, plan for the weekend.
This weekend looks like it will be even busier than last weekend.
Work (UGH). Birthday celebrations (Yea!). Run (Yea!). Travel (Boo.) to see family (Yea!). Eating fried fish (Yea!). Travel home (Boo. Seriously, can’t we invent a transporter from Star Trek yet??). Baby shower for this super creative lady(Yea!). Run/bike (Yea…but when??).
And next weekend looks just as busy…
I’m ready to sleep late. Just one day. ONE DAY out of seven. That’s not too much to ask, is it? ONE. DAY.
I seriously can’t remember the last time I slept late. And I don’t have kids. What’s making me get up early?
Oh, yeah. LIFE.
WOOT! And, due to the marvelous invention of e-mail, I have already recruited one person for the 10K (even though she’ll be doing the 5k walk, but, still, the more, the merrier!!).
By the way, keeping with the random traditions of Fridays, I’m hankering for some crawfish. It is that season, after all. Man, I want some crawfish...but it’ll be a pepperoni lean pocket for me. Followed up by the other half of my Godiva raspberry chocolate bar. Yum…
And this random number keeps calling my phone. I should call it back. They’re calling about my retirement stuff. That’s probably important.