Photo: Frosted Peppercorn
This was my day today:
8:30 -- Wake up and decide it's too early. Promptly fall back asleep.
9:30 -- Wake up and decide it's time to work. Put on a sweatshirt, but decline the pants.
10-12:30 -- Work diligently while slouched on the couch.
12:30-1 -- Eat lunch and flip on the TV for the fabulous daytime shows.
1-5 -- Work some more, less diligently since Desperate Housewives is on in the background.
5-5:30 -- Shower, because it's time to pretend I'm a functional adult.
5:30-5:45 -- Record invoice: $300 for one day's work? Yes, please.
I. Am. Spoiled.
Of course, not all days are like this. Tomorrow I'll be making a dreaded trip to the lady doc before returning home for more work. Last week, I only had a few projects, not multiple projects in one day like I've been having. Next week, I have no idea what I'll be working on. There's definitely an ebb and flow, and the uncertainly can be hard...
But for right now? It's working out.
However, it's also enabling my already-crippling laziness, which is BAD.
So, I feel like I really need to do something more productive with my days, since I'm not bathing until the evening and not putting on makeup, oh, at all. My bright idea is to venture back into the world of exercise.
Here are my options:
- Buy an elliptical so I can mindlessly exercise while watching TV.
- Buy a mat so I can do pilates on these hardwood floors without hurting myself.
- Continue pretending that 10 years of gymnastics excuses me from all future exercise. (AKA, do nothing.)
Let's be honest. God only knows if I'll find the motivation to follow through on working out. But putting it out there like this is the first step.
Now, if you'll excuse me, it's time to move on to my jam-packed evening of heating up leftovers and catching up on TV.