So I was doing pretty good with the whole idea of getting stuff accomplished at home without stressing myself out about it.
I did grocery shopping on the day before Christmas Eve to get me through the better part of my time off.
I made a yummy smoked salmon pasta with vodka cream sauce that night for dinner.
I have been whittling down the giant pile of dirty laundry in my garage.
I roasted a chicken for dinner Christmas Eve and made mashed potatoes and roasted squash medley.
I made a big pot of chicken and rice soup the other night for dinner (using the leftover chicken) and put a bunch of single portions in the freezer for later.
I have cleaned all the rooms but the office / spare bedroom.
I made food for the various Christmas gatherings.
I am slowly working on reclaiming my garage.
I painted outlet covers so I can put those in the kitchen.
I went to IKEA and got some curtains for the kitchen (not to mention some other impulse buys. Damn you, IKEA!)
I paid some bills.
I mowed the grass in the back yard.
I did various other chores, errands and tasks.
Then yesterday afternoon upon returning home from IKEA and my other errands, I just could not get motivated to do anything.
I figured it was just one afternoon and it IS my vacation. I am entitled to goof off for an afternoon.
Of course then I stayed up too late last night and slept until 10:45 this morning.
I do blame part of that on the electric blanket.
It keeps me so warm I do not want to get out of bed.
So now it is almost 11:30 and I have done pretty much nothing more than feed the cat. And that was just so he would pipe down so I could enjoy my tea in peace.
OK.
I need to get up off my rear and get moving. If I get started by noon, I can get the last of the painting done in the kitchen and get the outlet covers in place.
Which means I should go now. I have only 30 more minutes to slack.
I should go look at the mess that is my garage. Maybe that will get me motivated. I really want to be parking in there again by Jan. 1.
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Oh, parking in the garage would be a great motivator. Simply put, I hate having my car outside. It amazes me that at least 1/2 my neighbors do not use their garages for their cars.
I used to lark in there everyday before the remodel.
Then that was where the cabinets and appliances were kept until installation.
Then it became the place to toss the tools and saws during tiling.
Suddenly a laundry pile sprang up as if from nowhere.
But I am getting there.
I have a couple more days. I may just knock it out today so I can enjoy my last two days without that hanging over my head.
ha. I did NOT used to lark in there daily.
I DID used to park in there.
Man, I wish comments were editable.
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