I’m sitting on my couch. I still have on my long coat. I need to get up, change clothes, wash my dirtball dog, wash about ten loads of laundry, change the sheets on my bed, unload the dishwasher, brush my hair, put lights on the christmas tree, write some checks, turn the heat on, clean my room, take the trash out, and when it comes down to it, wash my car and clean my bathroom.
But all I really want to do is go drink beer and eat cheese dip somewhere.
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 