Sorry I didn’t actually update my blog regarding my time off to do nothing. I was busy…. doing nothing. I woke up late, read an entire book between naps, cuddled with Molly, and watched a few movies on HBO. I accomplished nothing, I did no house work, I didn’t shower or change out of sweat pants, and it was everything I thought it could be. I tried to make coffee in the morning, but we didn’t have coffee beans and I was too damn lazy to go to the store to get some- so I went back to bed instead.
The no alarm thing is really easy to get used to. I woke up at 10 and felt like a teenager sleeping through the day. I sat out in the sun of the backyard with the dog for 30 minutes, caught up on my trashy TV, finally showered so I could take the dog to the groomer and to the mall to get soap from Bath and Body Works, and then came home to finish doing nothing before Angel and I went to go to our Boot Camp workout class. And then we ate the fridge out of leftovers because I’m still on this kick of doing nothing (which has no end in sight).
My ass is starting to form in the shape of the couch. I’m so proud.
Tomorrow Angel’s taking the day off, too. He’s either jealous of my and Molly’s laziness, or….? No, he’s jealous. We were thinking about going skiing, but they haven’t gotten any snow in the last week and we decided that we didn’t want to drive and leave the dog alone since she’s still a little sick. So instead, we’re now thinking we’ll take the dog for a walk down to the shopping center for lunch. Assuming, of course, that I wake up before lunch.
This not working thing is way too early to get used to. I’m worried that I’m not going to want to go back to work on Tuesday- even though it’s just for the day (I have Wednesday off). Quarter life crisis in full run.