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Sunday, April 5, 2009

Sunday Evening

It's already Sunday evening, and I feel as if I've run a marathon over the past few days.

Part of the problem here is one of perception: what I view as being "busy" others may view as being "insane". Sometimes I need to be reminded on this, as was the case yesterday when I was talking to my friend Kay, who scolded me for a comment I made about myself that involved the word "sloth". As is usually the case with Kay, she was right. Anyway, here's a snapshot of today in my world:

5:50am
Woke up, but didn't want to admit that yet.

6:00am
Got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

6:20am
Finished with shower, etc. Got dressed.

6:45am
Took Becca to work, as she "had to make the donuts".

7:15am
Returned home, with a copy of the Sunday Times under my arm.

7:15am - 8:30am
Read the paper, read the news on-line, caught up on various local message boards, ranted about Bishop Martino, etc.

8:30am - 10:00am
Usual Sunday cleaning...ran vacuum cleaner, washed dished, cleaned sink, changed cat litter, etc.

10:00am - 10:30am
Back at the computer to check email, etc.

10:30am - 11:45am
Went upstairs to take a nap & actually got about a good 30+ minutes of shut-eye.

11:45am - 3:00pm
Usual Sunday ritual of taking my mother to lunch and then grocery shopping. When we returned I helped my bother Chris move some things and then I fixed my mother's cellar door.

3:00pm - 4:00pm
Walked around Lake Scranton.

4:00pm - 5:30pm
Went to work to pick up a rental car (2008 Chevy HHR), went to the ATM to get some cash, deposited some money in Katrina's account, ran into the grocery store.

5:30pm - 6:15pm
Got home but discovered that I needed to go back to work to make come copies. So it's back to The Office.

6:15pm - 7:00pm
Get home and decide that I'm too tired to do much else, so I get changed into tattered lounging clothes (including an incredibly ripped up Cape May NJ shirt that I just love).

7:00pm - ??
At the computer, writing silly blog entries and killing time until the last moment before I have to fire up the ThinkPad and do some work in preparation for my trip to Hartford tomorrow.

Life is truly grand. For the record, bed-time will be somewhere around 11pm.

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