Week 3 of Captivity Opportunity
My Saturday noon to Monday at 7-ish 'weekend' I planned, was more like Saturday at 3:30 p.m. to 10-ish on Monday.
I blame my alarm clock for not going off this morning.
The chances of it going off would have probably increased if I'd actually set it last night.
I would have, totally, remembered to set it if it weren't for this wild Zoom-chat party last night...
I would have, totally, remembered to set it if it weren't for this wild Zoom-chat party last night...
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| None of us look like this guy. But, y we did seem like this guy last night. |
That's one of those things that sounds made up, but it's actually true. It was a fairly crazy time.
"I'm so drunk!" and "Me too!" was said in a way rarely heard outside of frat parties. Of course, it was said by two women in their 60's. Still...the coed gone wild vibe was definitely there.
"I'm so drunk!" and "Me too!" was said in a way rarely heard outside of frat parties. Of course, it was said by two women in their 60's. Still...the coed gone wild vibe was definitely there.
Don't judge; it's a stressful time, we were all safely at home (yeah, duh), it was a gathering of dear friends, some disturbing, (as well as many funny) topics were discussed and, well,...things just got ever so slightly out of hand.
Luckily, I wasn't "so drunk!", but I wasn't "so sober" either. If I had been I would have remembered the alarm clock.
UnAlarming
Anyway, the fact is: I didn't set my alarm, and I didn't wake up until 9:09 a.m.
I almost always set my alarm. I have to. Usually I set my alarm for 8 hours from when I'm going to sleep. I often wake up before the alarm goes off. Sometimes I beat the clock by hours and hours, but usually by only about 30 minutes.
I'm not one of those people who say: Every day of the week, every day of the year, I wake up at 6 a.m. exactly without an alarm clock.
Baahaahahaaa. That's the most hilarious idea in the world to me. Probably because of my job. No structure at all. But, come to think of it, when I had a corporate job I'd still stay up late and sleep until noon on Saturdays and Sundays if I got the chance.
Covid Reduces My Excuses...by Nearly 100%
Not only has Covid messed up our ability to make social excuses...now it's messing with our ability to make excuses to ourselves.*
I'm noticing that the more I get done these days...the more I have to do.
I used to be so skilled at ignoring things!
I miss my excuses soooo much!
I miss my excuses soooo much!
Just one example: B.C. (Before Covid), when I'd get a notification about a software update I'd hit "Remind me tomorrow"...for as many days as it would let me. Months, if possible.
I mean: Who had time for that kind of crap?
Nowadays if I get a message about a software update I tend to think: "Guess I'd better go ahead and do that." I mean...what's my excuse?
Uh, like: 'I'll do that someday when I have six months off"???
Chores Everywhere I Look!
So now there's no excuse not to do all those millions of little things that pop up in a day...- Clear your computer's cache
- Back up your hard drive
- Organize your computer files...or physical files...or photographs
- Do some mending
- Clear out that closet (drawer, garage...)
- Run software updates
- Set up those in-car apps that you just live without 'cause you don't want to deal with it 'cause you've got places to be
- Balance your check book. (Well, lack of a job is one pretty good excuse..)
- Dust that ceiling fan with the gray sludge on each blade
- Clean the fur off the back of the sofa where the cat likes to sleep
- Empty the flatware out of that sorter thingie to clean that smudge under the forks
The list is endless and seems to grow, not shrink, with time!
So Weird! It's like a game of Whack-A-Mole with household chores...and the moles are definitely winning.
* Yep. Shit just got real.
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