So last week I caught myself thinking about how far I’ve come in terms of domestic responsibilities and such.
It was like a brand new me woke up on the first day of 2016 or something. For the last 2 weeks, I’ve planned ahead for (and prepared!) meals like an organized beast, worked out regularly, and tackled the laundry as though I was born to do just that.
And then I remembered that I am in seminary, and that the Spring semester hadn’t started yet. Which basically accounts for all that easy-breezy extra time I had to win at the homemaking stuff.
Now that school has officially started again, I’m pretty sure it won’t be long until there is another waiting list for the laundry.
In other school-related news, Luke decided to enter the science fair. I wish his enthusiasm was contagious, but frankly this announcement made me want to curl up in a ball and cry. Or die. (But let’s not be too dramatic.)
His initial research and hypothesis is due on Friday. As in, this Friday. And since Larry is out of town all week, because of course he is, all the joy of science is mine. I really couldn’t be more thrilled.
The other not-so-great part about Larry’s absence is that I’m stuck on the 8th episode of Making a Murderer until he gets home. Because even if I watched the remaining episodes without him, I would have to watch them again with him so I could remind him of everything that happened in the episodes we watched last weekend.
Television Memory is not Larry’s strong suit, so you can imagine how mentally taxing it will be for me to catch him up on How to Get Away With Murder following their lengthy holiday break. (Thanks for that, ABC.)
I suppose I could use that un-used TV time to plan meals, but I probably won’t because I would rather find a new show on Netflix.
Incidentally, Netflix told me that I would really like Narcos, the new series about the Columbian drug cartel. I’m sure I would and all since it sounds like a real life version of Breaking Bad; but it causes me to question my obsession with reality show crime.
Then I question my tv habits in general, because I watched the Bachelor season premiere last Monday, and I totally shouldn’t have. You know because former heroin addicts should stay far away from heroin, and former Bachelor addicts should also just say no.
I haven’t watched it in at least 4 years until last week, and now I’m hooked again (don’t judge). I knew I was hooked when I went to ihategreenbeans.com to see what Lincee had to say about the episode. (She blogs after every single Bachelor/Bachelorette episode, and I won’t lie…I used to get excited for the new post to come out every Tuesday.)
I really can’t believe I just said that out loud.
And right about now you’re wondering if I have anything worthwhile to say today. Frankly, no. I really don’t.
Truth be told, there’s a whole lot I want to say, but that would require more thought organization than I can muster because I practically just spent 10 solid minutes analyzing my TV watching habits.
So why did I even bother to write a post? Who knows. But I’m sure the answer lies somewhere between my need to complain about Luke’s science project and the desire to get you on my Crime TV bandwagon.
Both of which are likely better conversations to have with a therapist, but you drew the short straw. (With that kind of luck, I suggest you save the dollars you were going to spend on Powerball and stop at Starbucks instead.)
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