|that's me. green faced from nausea and disgusted |
by the gigantic pile of dishes in the sink.
I hate feeling sick. It starts a chain reaction of doom. I feel sick, so I sit on my butt, which means none of the housework gets done, which means the house turns into a pig stye and I sob uncontrollably because there are no clean forks.
I am feeling a wee bit better at the moment and I made a Catch Up to-do list. And if you say "Catch Up to-do list" really fast, it sounds like "Ketchup to-do list". I have no idea what that would entail. Eating many types of gourmet ketchup? Is there such a thing as gourmet ketchup?
ANYWAY, I am determined to get all this stuff done. You know, so I can sit on my butt the rest of this week and start the vicious cycle all over again ...
Let's DO THIS thang.