Wednesday, December 14, 2005


There are at least two dozen things I should be doing with this vacation day. P is at an appointment in LA, and G doesn't get out of school for three more hours. It's a perfect time for me to clean house, do laundry, finish the Christmas shopping, find the wrapping paper, work on the story I'm writing, change the water in the fish tank, etc., etc. Instead, after dropping G off this morning, I bought Starbucks, came home and planted my lazy ass on the bed with the laptop, and here I still am.

Must ... find ... will to ... get up ...

Right. Maybe in a few minutes.

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