Gots to Get My Shit Done
Wednesday, Oct. 3, 2001
Okay. I've been bad.
I've been really bad.
I just haven't been productive. And it's starting to annoy me.
I don't know what it is: the darker nights, the new television season, the impending winter... but I'm not getting anything done. At least not much.
I go to work which is hard enough. Two weeks ago, I managed two days where I actually got up and worked out BEFORE work. But that's totally fallen to the wayside. I barely make it up by 6. I barely make it to work by 7:30. And all day long I'm tired and want to go to bed. Never mind how hard it is to motivate myself to work while at work. But then I come home. I workout (because I know I'll TOTALLY hate myself if I don't). And then I sit all the couch. All. Night. Long.
I haven't cleaned. I haven't cooked. I haven't even made any of the updates I've been wanting to my journal. I haven't emailed people back that I need to. I haven't even groomed my dog which (believe me) she needs it.
No. Instead I sit on my couch and watch TV. Sometime in the evening I get up. I got to the bathroom. Or I eat the dinner that James has prepared. And he doesn't even make me feel guilty for that because he's home all day. You see, I WORK. Therefore, I'm tired and "don't have" to cook.
Ahh, the good ole days when we used to share household chores.
With James home during the days, he's been doing everything and I've gotten spoiled. He does the cooking. He does the cleaning. On the weekends, I help. But during the week -- nada. Maybe one night I'll balance my checkbook. And I think last week I did clean the bathroom one evening. But my housework has been scant.
And it's starting to take it's toll.
Who'd figure I'd actually want James to get a job so I'd *have* to share the work?
But I really think that would be best. I'm becoming such a sloth and I'm really hating myself for it. Going to bed at night knowing you've done nothing but watch "Love Cruise" and "That Seventies Show" does nothing for morale. The thrills were cheap and didn't last.
So, tonight I'm getting things back in gear. I want to share the work. I want to cook and I have chores I've been postponing until who knows when. Besides, James has to be getting sick of it all -- even if he is home all day.
First order of business, I have some cleaning up of my website to do. And some email to answer. Since tonight is "leftover" night, neither of us needs to cook. I will also clean the bathroom. All of which will come after working out. And if I'm worried about missing another episode of "That Seventies Show" or "Law and Order" -- I can tape them.
Dammit, TV, you don't own me!
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Speaking of James being home and cooking so much, I do have to say, I've been eating soooo well. He's been such a little chef and I'm terribly spoiled. He's cooked so many exotic and splendid dishes and I can't even name them all off here. And he's made becoming vegetarian easier than I could have ever imagined.
To give you an idea, though, here's a sampling of what he's fixed:
- Polenta topped with Tomatoes and Mushrooms
- Bean and Bean Gumbo with Carolina Greens on the side
- Seitan Fajitas with Beans and Rice
- Tuscan Chickpea Soup with Orange & Feta Salad
- Mushroom and Spinach Stuffed Enchiladas
I could go on and on. It's all been really quite wonderful. Although, I may get fat if he doesn't hold back some. Just Monday when I came home from work, he had grilled up some sliced Plantains that I devoured upon entering the apartment. And I was burping them up all during my run.
Yum.
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