It occurred to me today, after spending eight straight hours in the same exact spot on the couch, that I should probably be doing something more productive with my week off from work.
Since Ireland is at daycare and then at Marc's parents house on Wednesday, it literally leaves me with large portions of my day for any activity I wish to do. Only I haven't done anything so far, and so far I have absolutely no plans whatsoever.
Sure, I could write that Emmy award-winning song I've been planning to write, or learn to speak French, or god forbid, clean my house... but you know, I'd have to get up and like, move around and stuff.
So I'm facing a dilemma: either potentially waste a week of freedom by doing nothing (which some might say is not wasting it at all), or, find the motivation to water some plants and actually feed the fish for once. Ugh. I shall watch House, and he shall provide me with the wisdom to make my decision... hopefully based on some sort of insult to a patient or snide remark to a colleague.
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