I always think...if I could just stay at home for a week...I would be so happy and get so much done. Well, when I have that chance for one day I am reminded that I get bored so easily. I need something to do or create for someone else. I don't get anything done for myself. I just continually think, "Man, my break from work will be over before I know it." Today I finally got some quality sleep, watched my soap opera, and cleaned out my fridge (which is bad thing because I can actually see that we do not have any edible food in our fridge). Next I would like to tackle the big, bad bathroom. I figure since it is a holiday weekend we are bound to have family in our apartment and who really wants to use a dirty bathroom. I just love that I can ignore the dirtiness, but as soon as the thought of someone possibly using it I run and clean it out. I just realized (since my mind was on the bathroom) that I do not think we have anything to clean out the bathroom. Ugh! I hate going to to store!
Well, tomorrow is Thanksgiving and Burke and Claudia are coming up to spend a couple of days with us. It should be fun. We started the tradition of the Black Friday shopping a couple of years ago with Burke and I believe we will brave the masses again. It is funny because I never buy anything for anyone else but myself. Claudia is too big of a wuss to go :) I think she is going to go to friend's baby shower. I will have to write about the encounters and fights we will see later. I am so excited!
As I mentioned a couple of days ago, I have created a Facebook account. I have not figured out how I feel about it. On one hand I am able to find people from when we were in Kindergarten and on the other I find people I thought I was friends with, invite them to be my friend again and hear nothing back. It is like being rejected and back in high school all over again. Maybe I was not as cool as I thought I was back in high school :) I look at some people's list of friends and they have 300 friends. How do they really know that many people and are they really "friends" or do they just feel better looking at those huge numbers? I must be a bigger nerd than I even believed. Oh well, I am thirty now...I should not care...right?
I guess I should go get presentable to walk into the store for my bathroom cleaner! Wish me luck.
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