I was productive yesterday. I didn't do all that I told myself to do, but I was productive. Cleaned the kitchen (which I will have to do again in a lil bit), cleaned the bathroom (well mostly, didn't mop or anything), did laundry, threw out some old left overs, and took the trash out. Go me. But I have not yet taken down Christmas....
Actually, I started to and will most likely finish the job even though it's 4am now. I started by taking off the snowman chair back covers and Santa "pillow" covers (they were also chair back covers, but they're rather small). I had intended to wash them all tonight while doing laundry. Anyway, I did that last night and Mom noticed.
Mom: "Taking down Christmas?"
Me: (well duh) "Yeah."
Mom: "Good."
>.<
She never liked Christmas to still be up even past New Year. So if she had said "it's about time" or something, I wouldn't have thought anything of it. I know she didn't like that I decorated and I could be wrong, but the way she said it. It might as well have been "good riddence to bad rubbish" or something equally nasty. Whatever. Anyway. My gung ho to be productive and take it down, left in that moment. Maybe a "screw you" for the tone. I don't know. I'll still take it down of course. I was going to anyway. Because I don't like Christmas up too long. I usually try to take it down the first weekend of the year, but I was otherwise occuppited. :P
Anywho... On a pleasanter note... Debbie, my Mom's cousin, came over for a visit. (Thankfully, she didn't have to go potty, as I was still cleaning it. :P ) She actually stayed and visited for a good long while. It's always fun when she visits, she's so funny and she makes Mom laugh too. We're all reading similar books, so we talked about the different series' for a while. She also shared some of her dating stories and family news. Like I guess a cousin had to have her baby delievered a couple weeks early because she had swine flu. Her sister caught it and gave it to her husband before he took their youngest out of the house. Everyone's fine. But man. The newborn's mother was in the hospital, sedated, for almost a month. She said she didn't remember anything, the delivery, being sick, nothing... :o That had to be a scary feeling waking from that fog without the baby you were carrying.
I watched He's Just Not That Into You (2009) tonig...er, last night. And man! The lies told to avoid telling the truth. The pathetic phone watching. The over-analyzing every move a guy makes to read into it something that's not there. I may have told some of those consoling lies over the years, but hopefully not too many. I've never been a pathetic phone watcher. And thank God, I don't read too much into what guys do and say, or didn't when I was interacting with guys on a more regular basis. Ugh... The movie was enjoyable, but it did make me cringe for my fellow females.
EEPS! Almost 5am! Serves me right for stopping mid-way to surf the net.. Anywho, off I go to de-decorate... Joy.
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My gosh... I hated that Gigi character. >.< I've never been a phone watcher but I do tend to overanalyse a guy's actions. I still do, sometimes, but most cases I just ignore them because eh... I have a great boyfriend and he's all that matters. :P
I just adored the scene where Neil proposed to Beth. I cried. And made Reuby watch it with me. And cried again. LOL. He just laughed and called me silly. :P
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