I was supposed to be a huge event of a storm today. I was supposed to work all day because of it.
It was not a huge storm. It was a fizzle of a storm. We got like 1.5" at the house. I don't know what other areas of town received.
So now I'm sitting on the couch, looking for things to do - I don't feel like cleaning...and while I feel like baking, there's the cleaning afterward to contend with, which makes me not want to clean. Maybe I ought to go ahead and get out and do something - I mean, that's essentially what I was going to do today anyhow, right?
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We all should have met at the office anyway and done something (like painting the break room kitchen a cheerful color - I always want to do that but am scared it is against some building rules). I ended up messing around on the computer, doing laundry, finding some new recipes and cooking one (also took a short nap). I wanted to do something crafty or productive, but never got around to it. I was disappointed at first it didn't rain, but I think I needed a relaxing day.
I thought about it - like I really did think about calling you and being like "we're going somewhere and we are doing something. I don't care what."
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