I should be doing some dusting in my apartment. Really I should. I’m a neat and organized person who has everything in its proper place. Unless they’re looking for it, most of my friends won’t notice the dust. I’ll continue to put it off.
I have three text messages on my cell phone I should answer but most of my friends know I hate writing text messages so screw it.
The bathroom could use a cleaning but I’m not expecting anybody over so I’ll continue putting up with it until someone decides to come over.
I got another CityBeat column to write and while it’s in my head, I haven’t yet forced myself to write it down.
An old friend who now lives in California sent me a long email telling me what’s new in his life. I should answer back and tell him what’s new with me, but that’s going to involve a long email and I don’t want to get started writing it. Maybe I’ll call.
I should change my bed sheets but I hate changing my bed sheets.
I’ve got a filing cabinet and I need to get some files in order. I keep telling myself I’ll do it on a cold, winter, snowy day, but we haven’t really had one yet, so I haven’t done it.
I should make this post more interesting but what you see is what you get.
(I should have written down where I stole the image that was used here but I didn’t do it)
Look at it this way. Sunday is a day of rest.
I can’t put up with a dirty bathroom. I have to all the time at work, like it is never clean. I try to hold it until I get home.
Never put off till tomorrow what you can do the day after tomorrow just as well. M. Twain
Don’t put off writing the City Beat column, glad to know there are still more coming.