1. I finally got the inside Christmas decorations down on Saturday. I know, I know, they should have been down weeks ago. I didn’t realize how long it would take to wrap all those damned ornaments. I think next year I’ll just put up a Festivus pole. And of course, getting all that down turned into an all-out house cleaning which consumed most of Sunday. I swear, this place was spotless just before Christmas, I don’t understand where all the dust comes from!
2. My outlaws are coming! It’s the honey’s birthday this week, so Bonnie and Clyde are flying in on Friday. (how’s that for a fake name for my outlaws? ha!) There should be nothing blogworthy about their trip unless some waitress tries to put one over on Bonnie and pass off mahi mahi as halibut.
3. I was talking to someone recently and said that if I won the lottery I would retire immediately. “You’d die of boredom!” they said, “What would you do all day?” Well, last Friday I had just that sort of day. I slept til almost 11. Got up, had a lazy breakfast while watching The Price is Right, had a ninety minute massage (it was a gift–I’m too cheap to indulge myself like that), did some shopping, went to the gym, had dinner with friends, listened to some great live music at a local coffee shop, then had a few drinks. And NOT ONCE was I bored. So I stick by my earlier statement–if I win the lottery, there better be an application for AARP stapled to the back of that big ole check.
4. I don’t think I went to the gym at all between Thanksgiving and Christmas. I had no time, no energy, and basically saw no point. So, imagine my surprise when I got on the scale and was actually a few pounds lighter than I was in the fall! But why is it that you can get out of shape so quickly, but getting back into shape takes FOREVER. A little one month break and I suddenly can’t do as many reps and after a pretty light workout felt as if I’d been hit by a car the next day?
5. I’ve long thought there are way too many reality shows on TV. On my drive in this morning, I was thinking of all the job-related ones there are, and I was hard pressed to come up with a career that didn’t have a TV show related. Of course, there are countless reality shows for decorators, builders, and real estate professionals. But there are also ones for hairdressers, dog groomers, cake decorators, wedding dress sales clerks, doctors, dog catchers, parking ticket issuers, and tow truck drivers. About the only profession I could think of that doesn’t have a reality show (someone will surely jump in here to correct me) is teachers–and I think that could be pretty damned interesting.
6. Someone was asking me how the Chantix was working. Not as quickly as the first time, oddly enough, but I no longer have any physical want of a smoke and have gone days at a stretch without one. No really strange dreams this time.