I have the day off tomorrow. I am stoked. I have a lot of things planned for myself…and also very little. I really have no expectations for myself other than some cursed laundry and to head to the hardware store and pick up some paint for the bathroom. If I begin painting, I care not.
Again, little expectations. I’ve been doing 6 day weeks for like 6 months…and will very much enjoy another day off in the week to get caught up on…well, whatever the fuck I want.
I also need to give those little Lovelies a little attention.
I’m just real excited to not have to repeat myself 100 times like I do at work.
This blog post is shitty. I feel guilty for not writing something of more substance this week…but maybe substance is a little overrated? Yes.