It's 11:32 p.m., and I'm waiting on the washing machine to finish because clean bathing suits are needed by morning for camp. This is love, right here.
Yep...my week of freedom starts tomorrow. I can't wait. For months I've been trying to figure out what I want to do with my brief foray into bachelorettehood. I still have no idea. Here is what I've come up with so far.
*I need to make sure I have plenty of bread and cereal. Cooking feels like a useless pursuit. Although by Tuesday I may decide to cook a gourmet meal and eat leftovers the rest of the week. Lunch and dinner. Of course, if I do that, by Friday that gourmet meal will sound as appealing as a bologna sandwich, I'm sure. (I am not a fan of bologna sandwiches.) I'm predicting a lot of cheese grits.
*I took Wednesday off from work. The original plan was to go to the beach for the day with a friend. Unless a miracle happens, the beach trip won't. So my newest debate is whether to go through with taking the day off. Right now I'm like YEAH! After two evenings alone...that could seem like a really long stretch of time. I think I'm up for the challenge!
*A friend today teased me about the trouble I'm about to get into. He said he has to make sure to pick up a copy of the Jail Report next week. I contend that it takes money to get into that much trouble. Doesn't it? Seems like money is a prerequisite for leaving the house. I guess I could rob a bank. Two problems solved! HA!
*Today I'm looking at my house and my yard and I'm thinking, what my tan will lack, my house will gain. There will be no kids around, and any mom will tell you that the best cleaning gets done when nobody's home. Trash day will be full. The fridge will be clean. And (gasp!) Catie's room is high on my list! She will not be home to object....and she has been warned!!!
I'll even have time to blog, and I won't have to fight for the computer to do it! I'll try to keep you posted on how it's going.
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