Procrastination. Again.

Yep.  It’s Veteran’s Day, and I had today off.  So..what did I do?  I woke up feeling like crap.  Yesterday I went into work at 6:30 am.  The new pharmacy manager asked me to cover for the early tech, and I jumped at the chance..only because I escaped from the pharmacy at 3:00 pm.  SWEET!

I actually got home in full daylight, at around 3:45, stopped at the bank, went home and did some laundry, and talked to my daughter on the phone for a while.  She has a horrific cold, and I think she gave it to me, because I woke up this morning at 7 am feeling like shit.  Congested, achey, tired.  Just all around BLAH.  I only woke up at that hour because the cats came upstairs to bug me for their breakfast.  They don’t care that it’s my day off.  They will NOT be denied their Fancy Feast breakfast.

So, after I fed them, I traipsed back upstairs and spent the next two hours tossing and turning and feeling miserable.  Finally forced myself to get up, take a shower, put the kettle on for tea ( I never drink coffee when I’m getting a cold), and I felt quite a bit better.

But…what did I get accomplished today?  NOTHING!  I’m the world’s biggest procrastinator.  I lie in bed thinking about all the stuff I could do today: Knitting, quilting, drawing, cleaning, etc….and I end up doing….NOTHING.  Maybe because it’s so crappy outside: cold, gray, and it’s started to rain.  Or snow..or both.  Tiny little sleetballs are banging against my windows.  Yes, winter has finally decided to put in an appearance here in Chicagoland.

Then, I get a call from my guy. I’m kinda pissed that he didn’t come over today, since I’m off.  But, he’s re-doing his mom’s bathroom, and it would be selfish of me to demand that he come over and roll around in bed with me instead of putting in his mom’s new toilet and bathtub.  *sigh*.

Anyway, we’re having a nice little conversation about how the work is going, when all of a sudden he says: “Oh..I gotta go..my mom’s calling me.”  I had a little giggle over that.  He sounded like such a little boy. I do love him…quite a bit.

Now…I’m definitely going to try and DO SOMETHING today before night falls.  Maybe I’ll re-write my work procedures & instructions neatly into my little book for future ref?  Or finish the baby quilt I’ve been making for a friend?

Or maybe I’ll just put the kettle back on the stove and have another cup…crawl under the blankets and enjoy what’s left of my day off?

Yep.  That last one sounds like a plan.