Mission Not Accomplished
I’m doing this so that y’all (people who know me in real life, plus anyone else who might care) can see how my real life actually goes. Remember last week, when I had a list of 8 things I planned to do over the weekend? Well, here’s the list again, and how I fared:
1. Have a romantic evening with my boyfriend Friday night.
No. Instead, we had dinner with my boyfriend’s friends. Which is fun, of course, but not exactly the same thing.
2. Buy a new (used) car.
Yes. I bought a minivan. Woo hoo! That took up most of my time.
3. Go to a party at the house of one of UH’s most awesome professors.
No. Instead we went to the movies to slake off the wired-ness from buying the minivan. Then, we went home and I think I fell asleep on the couch. All I remember is saying, “I think I’ll have a glass of wine to calm my nerves.” Then, Michael Douglas was on the TV, no matter how many times I said, “I don’t like him.” Then, I woke up in my bed and it was Sunday morning.
4. Start my next book, as soon as I decide which of two topics it’ll be on.
Ha, ha. Yeah, right.
5. Put up Christmas lights, maybe buy a Christmas tree.
Half done. Well… One-quarter done. We bought Christmas lights. Knowing me, they’ll sit in the living room until next year.
6. Or, at the very least, remove the rotting pumpkins from my yard.
Jesus, I cringe thinking about how much my neighbors must hate me right now. And, apparently, my pine tree spent all Sunday crapping pine cones.
7. Spend some time alone.
Ha, that never happens. Except late at night, when there are spooky noises outside, and I just saw a spooky movie. That’s when I’ll be alone, for sure. Murphy’s Law.
8. Get a pedicure.
No. Maybe next summer.
Guess what I did do, though? Besides get a mini van and drive to Austin to pick up my kids? That’s right… I went to the grocery store and saved $56 with coupons!!! And I cleaned the kitchen, and cleaned the refrigerator! And my boyfriend cleaned the bathroom while I watched with tears of gratification in my eyes.
Yes. Well. There you go – Chapter 5,367 of my exciting life.
Okay. No more to-do lists for at least a year now. Thank you for your indulgence.
