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Yesterday I did the dutiful things I was supposed to do: I fought with Microsoft drivers at work, I paid some bills, I went to get a bone scan, I did my meds and the kitties' meds and and and...
By the time Rob got home I didn't have much energy or motivation to do anything else. He needed to study neutrinos / particle physics, but after teaching flight students all day, he was wiped too.
We were so bad.
WE TOOK THE EVENING OFF. Both of us.
We watched Monty Python and the Holy Grail, and I got sufficiently relaxed on red wine that we really should have stayed awake longer after the movie, if you catch my meaning, except that I was so tired that it just wasn't going to happen.
(Most annoying thing about that movie, aside from the bit about throwing cats against stone walls: they couldn't figure out how to end it. Guys, you were doing great up until the last scene. It's worse than the ending of Blazing Saddles, and that's saying something.)
Y'know what's the problem with taking the evening off? You get used to it. It's fun. Now I'm back fighting with Microsoft drivers, phoning insurance companies and medical imaging clinics, and just generally being good and dutiful and stuff. That's less fun.
By the time Rob got home I didn't have much energy or motivation to do anything else. He needed to study neutrinos / particle physics, but after teaching flight students all day, he was wiped too.
We were so bad.
WE TOOK THE EVENING OFF. Both of us.
We watched Monty Python and the Holy Grail, and I got sufficiently relaxed on red wine that we really should have stayed awake longer after the movie, if you catch my meaning, except that I was so tired that it just wasn't going to happen.
(Most annoying thing about that movie, aside from the bit about throwing cats against stone walls: they couldn't figure out how to end it. Guys, you were doing great up until the last scene. It's worse than the ending of Blazing Saddles, and that's saying something.)
Y'know what's the problem with taking the evening off? You get used to it. It's fun. Now I'm back fighting with Microsoft drivers, phoning insurance companies and medical imaging clinics, and just generally being good and dutiful and stuff. That's less fun.
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