It's Sunday morning. I have taken my little hound for a walk, gotten dressed, eaten a bowl of cereal and consumed delicious coffee.
It's not even 10 am and I am bored. What I should do is tackle my bedroom closet, but instead I am playing online.
Yesterday I went to Macy's with my mom to get a wedding shower gift for Diane, then went to visit my Nanny at the nursing home. While standing in the nursing home lobby waiting for my mom to sign us in, a man in his 60's wheeled up in front of me in his chair, waved his arm (which was missing a hand) in the air, and proceeded to tell me I was very nice to look at. So I have that going for me.
So that was Saturday. I would like to point out at this juncture that NO ONE I called yesterday called me back. I thought Diane and I were going to get together today, but no return call. So it seems that I have no excuse but to clean that closet.
Who wants to bet that the closet is still a mess come this evening?
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That closet gives me some solace that I am not alone. Leave it alone and go play.
umm ... I didn't get a call to do anything.
I'm just saying ...
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