Last night I house/dog-sat for some friends who are out of town. It should have been a sign to me that trouble was ahead when I had my pj's on by 8:00 p.m., was curled up on the couch with the dog, my laptop, and the cable remote control.
Five hours later I went to bed.
Even though I'd only had 3.5 hours of sleep the night before.
Oh, and there was a nice big bowl of homemade ice cream thrown in there somewhere too. On top of a big dinner out with the gang.
And what did I watch? Planet Earth and the Food Channel. There was a lot of channel surfing too.
Pathetic. Absolutely pathetic, I tell you. How is it that a perfectly disciplined person, when out of her normal routine and presented with the option of watching TV (without supervision), turns into a perfectly sluggish couch potato?
The dog seemed perfectly content to keep me company though.
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Clearly you were only doing it for the dog.
Ain't nothing wrong with chillin like a villain.
And Lou says that she misses you.
Thanks.
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