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The Day I didn't want to work

I'm supposed to be working. So, shh! Don't tell my boss. Wait. That's me. I guess that means you can tell whoever you want.

Like Todd Rundgren crooned, "I don't want to work. I want to bang on the drum all day."

Yeah... just wasted 20 minutes going on YouTube to listen to that song. And, like normal, one YouTube video led me to another video - Earth, Wind, and Fire's "September", which led me to Gloria Gaynor's kickass "I Will Survive", which led me to the Bee Gee's "Stayin Alive", which then led me to a news story about the record number of covid cases in the country. That was the end of my YouTubing since I became sad and kind of worried. But I guess it was inevitable that with titles like "I Will Survive" and "Stayin' Alive" I would be directed to a video about covid.

Who knew I could work up a little sweat having a little impromptu dance party here in my home office while rocking out to music that was released well before I was even born? But I guess when a song is just that good it transcends time. Hmm.... Do you think thirty years from now someone will be thinking the same thing while rockin' out to "My Humps"? (In case it wasn't obvious, I'm being sarcastic.)

But I really do need to get some work done. This past week I've been very unproductive. It's been an emotional rollercoaster really. Joe and I had a very difficult conversation. I hated it and it was awful but I survived. And this whole week he's spent every moment that he wasn't working with me. I told him he didn't have to do that. What happened - happened several years ago. I'm okay. But he said he wasn't okay. How could I argue with that? And truth be told, it was nice having him and Daisy around.

We also spent some time at his fishing cabin. It was a short trip only to go out there to close up the cabin for winter. We got there pretty late one night and then we returned home late in the evening the next day. We didn't get to do any fishing, but Joe took me out on the boat. It was really cold but I loved being out there. It looked so different than the last time we were there. Most of the leaves have fallen so it wasn't as colorful and vibrant. But it was still beautiful and so peaceful.

It was my sister's birthday last week, so we had a little birthday party over Skype. It wasn't a party so much as it was just the two of us eating cake and wearing plastic tiaras as we chatted. I wanted to get a cupcake at my grocery store's bakery, but the bakery hasn't reopened yet. So, I ended up buying one of those frozen Pepperidge Farm small, square cakes. I got the vanilla and coconut one. I thought it was actually pretty good. But Joe, who was also here to wish my sister a happy birthday, didn't like it. To be fair, he's not a fan of coconut. Plus, I got years of destroying my insides with all sorts of sugary confections. Nowadays, I don't think there's a snack treat or pastry that I couldn't enjoy. I mean, there are some things I like more than others. But I don't think there's anything that I flat out would refuse eat. Hmm.... Yeah, no. I've been trying to think hard and nothing's coming to me.

Tomorrow I was supposed to go to the dentist to have a check up and my teeth cleaned but it was cancelled because of the virus. I had to reschedule (this is the second time!) and the earliest date they could give me was the end of February. And even that is tentative. I'm thinking about getting one of those powerful rechargeable electric toothbrushes to help keep my teeth and gums healthy. My sister has a really expensive one and swears by it. I'm wondering if they'll go on sale since it's the holiday season. I think I see some internet shopping in my future.

Okay, I think I've wasted enough time. I don't want to but my plan is to put in at least two solid hours of work (three if I'm on a roll). If I can do that then I can enjoy dinner (I have a roast, potatoes, carrots, and onions in the crock pot) and then spend some quality time veggin' out in front of the ole boob tube with Joe tonight.

You know, sometimes being a responsible adult kind of stinks.

Later gators!


12:52 p.m. - 2020-11-16


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