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)