I’m About To Give Up The Ghost
And I haven’t even started yet. Do you ever have a long stretch of days off looming ahead of you? You make mile-long lists, and you promise yourself that you’ll be oh-so-productive, but secretly, deep down inside where the true you resides, you know that none of it will ever happen? That’s where I am right now. I have every intention of organizing two closets, painting the guest room, planting a garden, installing new kitchen hardware, and putting new shelf units in the pantry, but let’s be honest: It ain’t all gonna happen. I know me. If I’m lucky, I’ll get to the closets, and I’ll rationalize the rest of the time away. “I need to watch 10 straight hours of VH1’s “I Love The 80’s“. “Shit! The Surf Girls marathon is on!”. And God forbid it should rain, because then I’ll get sucked into The Lifetime Movie Network. I know it’s strange, but I really only watch it when it rains. I think it has something to do with the ability to sleep through anything that comes on this hideous channel, and naps and rainy afternoons were made for each other. Great. It’s the first day of my time off (the time all for myself, at least), and I’m already feeling guilty for what I haven’t accomplished.
