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“Good night, good night, everybody…
Everybody….everywhere…
Good night…”


The Beatles
Goodnight

It’s amazing how little can be accomplished if you just simply put your mind to it. I mean, really, if you set about to imitate a three-toed sloth, if you really put your mind to it, you can accomplish it and have a certain feeling of satisfaction that you actually succeeded in something by merely being focused.

Today, for instance, I never once donned regular clothes. I simply never got out of my pajamas at all today. People were outside cleaning grills, hosing down patios, listening to music, drinking beer and eating outside with family and friends. The smell of charcoal burning was in the air and it was in abundance.

I sat at my kitchen table over a bottle of Starbucks Iced coffee, that someone gave me the day prior, because I was just too lazy to make an actual pot of coffee. It required too much effort. I ate a raw cucumber that still had the peel and ends on it. It required to much effort to actually cook something today. And I don’t really like big cucumbers to begin with. It was there though. If I had small cucumbers, that would be smashing. I like small cucumbers…but, alas, I had to throw them out because my lazy ass never got around to eating them.

Even though I woke up at 11 am, I was ready for a nap at 12:10 pm. I laid back down and hit the on button for the stereo. I was hoping that the Tommy James CD that was in there a couple of weeks ago was still in there. I was looking forward to Crystal Blue Persuasion lulling me back to sleep,…but no, when the CD started playing, it was Kiss’s third album from 1973. It was “Dressed To Kill”. I listened to that through the song “Room Service” and then hit the off button.

(I had forgotten I put that in there Monday.)

It took all my energy to simply flip the cover of my ipad up. I pointed at the youtube icon. I then pointed at the history button,…because I sure wasn’t going to do a search for anything. That would surely exhaust what minimal reserves I had left. These were my choices:

How to fix a leaky bathtub: 17 minutes
Epic Girl Fails, 2013: 1:27:14 minutes
The Proper Way To Fit A Bra: 11 minutes
Let It Be by The Beatles: 4min3 seconds
Elvira’s Bloopers: 10 minutes
Watergate: 1 hour, 35 minutes
Music Mike’s Piano Tutorial of Maybe I’m Amazed By Paul McCartney part one: 11 minutes
Fawn Hall: Where Is She Now? 7min14 seconds
Tammy Faye Bakker’s 40th Birthday On PTL: 2 hours
Rain on a Tin Roof/ Ambient sleep sounds: 10 hours

I chose the rain on a tin roof video. That sounded like something that could lull me back to slumber. As soon as it started, I realized I had to pee. I had to get up, make the trek to the can, do my business and go lay back down again. Energy-wise, that exhausted me. I could hear my neighbors talking outside about what a wonderful day it was.

I thought that if I just laid still, sleep would overcome my being. The fans were blowing and the world was a perfect storm for sleep. The room was windy and cool.

Then the dog came scratching at my door. I yelled at her to knock it off. The neighbors then got really quiet because they thought I was talking to them since my window was open and about 7 feet from where they currently sat.

I fell asleep. I awoke at 5 pm. I made my way to the fridge and ate a slice of cold cheese. (Colby-jack)

As I stood there swaying,…eating a slice of cold cheese,…I began to worry about my sugar level. It was 5:30 pm and I was sill in my PJ’s and still tired as hell.

I spied another bottle of Starbuck’s so I cracked that and drank it down in one fell swoop.

I then began to speed like nobody’s business. I made some Beer-Battered Cod, peas, a salad,….wolfed it down,…and then was ready for bed again.

The cod, however, caused me a certain distress in the form of acid-indigestion. I took two tums,…and then wrote this.

I simply have nothing more to add to this day except that I should never have gotten up to begin with….

Maybe I won’t tomorrow. We’ll see.

Anyway,….

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