Bored, Bored… and more Bored.

It’s one of those days, I’m having a good weekend relaxing… however, I’m starting to get delirious. I need to start working on laundry, I’m hungry, I’d like to just go for a drive but I’m not going to since gas is $3.05. I’d like to do all sorts of stuff, baking sounds kind of fun too… Bored. Plain and Simple. Boredom. Like the boredom feel when you’re 10 and are begging and pleading your mom or dad to take you somewhere and then start crying if they say no.

Chris is up north with Dukey this weekend, and I’m home because I’m going to help Andrea with a few things tomorrow.

I’m bored, so I feel like eating. Of course, right! That’s always how it works. And, I won’t let that win… because I’m not stronger than that!

Maybe I’ll run to Woodbury to return some stuff to Archiver’s…

…To be continued, as I won’t waste another of your waking moments reading this crapola!

You know, I kind of feel like going to Barnes & Noble and finding a good wedding planning book, or diet book… hmm.