This week I took a few days off of work, giving myself a much needed long weekend. Work has been…interesting to say the least as of late, and I really did need a break. But, I also had a lot of work to do around the house and this would give me the chance to do it…and boy did I get shit done.
I’m actually quite proud of myself. In a short amount of time I managed to do a decent amount. Sure I still have a small handfull of things to do, such as cleaning the kitchen and vacuuming…but that can be done in 10 minutes today between horror movies.
So here’s a small breakdown for you…
- Went to GOORIN BROS to buy a summer hat
- Got all my produce for the week at the Farmers Market
- Replaced broken toilet seat
- Cleaned upstairs shower
- Cleaned bathroom counters
- Cleaned downstairs toilet
- Finally played FRAG after owning it for half a decade
- Mowed lawn
- Started trimming (until the trimmer crapped out on me)
- Built new bed pallet by hand
- Hung out with the bros
- Finished reading CLASH OF KINGS
And by the end of today, I will have made homemade Mac and Cheese, and tried a new recipe for NY Style Pizza dough! Woo!!
Sadly, it hasn’t all been fun and games. The trimmer crapped out on me, as I mentioned earlier…the first disk sent to me from NETFLIX of PLAN 9 was broken…and I found out poor Vicky Vale may have kitty diabetes. Ugh…it’s always something isn’t it?
Then, there’s something else that’s been bugging me…but I’d really rather not talk about it for a number of reasons. Firstly, there’s nothing more annoying than someone that bitches endlessly about their problems, and I really don’t want to be that guy. Secondly, no one really cares about my issues anyways so what’s the point in bringing them up.
So really, it’s been a bit of a mixed bag this weekend. Can’t complain really. And with all this shit done and accomplished, I have no quams about spending the entirety of today in my pajamas watching horror movies. Hell, I might even get a good afternoon drunk going on if I feel like it. Not like I have anywhere to be, and there’s no one here to judge me for drinking that early. Ahhhh the single life.