Weekends. Sleep in. (not complaining there!) Drink a pot of coffee. Clean house. Make dinner. Ignore hubby's tv. Go to bed. Sometimes add in grocery shopping.
Is there more to life than this? I'm going a bit nuts here. I'm crabby as shit today. I just want to tell people to eat shit and die.
Ok..guess I have some excitement here. The space station is flying over. At least that is what I am told by the couch dweller.
Time to figure out what slop I'm going to make tonight too. Ugh.