Obviously I haven't posted in a LONG time. In fact it had been so long that I couldn't even find my blog and once I found it, I couldn't figure out how to adjust the font size. From my screen it looks like I've selected a 48 pt. So whatever. That's how life is rolling for me these days.
I waa up late doing some housework, but after a taking the trash out I decided that I REALLY needed to repost all of my Facebook memories and then after that the world was practically going to end if I didn't write a blog post. So here I am. The neighbor kitty Leo dropped by a short while ago. After taking a look at the rest of the trash bags and Amazon boxes that need to go out, he gave me the stink eye of disgust and demanded to be let out at once. Like he couldn't help take out the trash since he's going out anyway. As usual, I have to do everything around here.
Just like everyone else, I've spent the Coronapocalypse doing letting else than lounging around the house and eating everything in sight. No matter what anyone tells you, yoga pants aren't your friend. I'm going to need to start running marathons before I am forced to buy a bigger size of fat pants.
Like most of y'all, I had big plans for my life, but then the Rona hit, I'm getting old and tired, and pretty much everything hurts. Is wasting my time on Facebook a career? Can I get paid for this? I guess really, the bigger question is, with my liberal arts degree, can I get paid for ANYTHING out there? Especially during the middle of a pandemic?
It's nearly 4am. I'm wide awake and getting nothing done. Still. I need incentive. How about someone send over a chocolate cupcake for every trip I make out to the dumpster? Exercise AND housecleaning in one. Score!
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