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Monday, November 12, 2012
The Days You Regret
There are days you regret signing up for NaBloPoMo. This is one of them. After I took Stella on her walk, I did some puzzles in the newspaper, dicked around on the computer for a while, and had some leftovers for lunch. Then I finally made myself clean my room. (What am I, a teenager?) I started on my side of the bed and got halfway around the room. When I got to the bucket of the dude's winter clothes, I put them away and put the summer clothes in the basement. (Yes, the winter stuff never made it out of the bedroom.) I took all that clothes that ends up piled on the bench at the end of the bed, and folded it and put it away. I used four Swiffer dusters. I vacuumed up a Stella's worth of dog hair. Oh, and I washed and folded three loads of laundry.
You were boring today.
I had to stop before the room was completely clean. Which meant the dude didn't notice I had done anything at all.
Kind of like if I showed you any of my stitching...