7/31/2005

multi-tasking, or why I am addicted

so I was supposed to have a day of rest today. you know, the 'prepare thy self for the week of hell' kind of day. i lazed around till 1pm. couldn't take it any more, shower, dressed and got in my car and went on a spree of errands. like most people I know, I hate errands. seriously wish I could just have my very own Rosario to do all my bullshit errands. Someone to go to the grocery, go to Target, go to Walgreens, go to the Depot to get Propane- you know, all of those necessary things that make life happen.
So here's what I have gotten accomplished today, on my day of slack. I swear I am not looking for anything, but I need to start making declarations of doing nothing, and I will get a hell of a lot of stuff done more often.
1. First stop to Starbucks to dose up on Caffiene.
2. Write out all bills for August.
3. Stop at Post Office and MAIL all bills before August 1- this, is indeed a record. Seriously sad, but true.
4. Barnes and Noble- searching for this book...http://www.cookingtohookup.com
5. Tuesday Morning- rumor has it they have sheets on wicked sale
6. Meet up with some co-workers to plot world domination
7. HEB and pick up groceries for week (meet co-workers at HEB- again with the multi-tasking)
8. Home Depot for Propane Tank Exchange
9. Grilled Steak for dinner
10. Facial and took a bath
11. Colored hair- other color was looking slightly green- again proving that I should not attempt blonde highlights. Yes, I go through this every stinkin year. But, one of these years I will get it right. (Colored hair while giving facial and in bath- see I save time)
12. Two loads of laundry.
13. Few thank you notes written.
14. In bed, before 11, with clean sheets, shiny hair, shiny face and gasp, ironed clothes. Was working on my schedule for tomorrow when I realized I need to blog this. I am sick and addicted.

What more, is that despite the fact that I havent picked up needles in a month...www.knitty.com , this inspires the hell out of me.

Gnite. See you when I see you.

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