So. Here I am! Cozy in my new uniform of unemployment: jeans, white turtleneck, Memphis sweatshirt, wool socks, and moccasins. I'm sitting on the couch with my feet on the coffee table. It's raining. Merlin is quite pleased with my new schedule. He gets lots of extra attention and I get to watch his routine: from the kitchen window to the den window, to the front door, to the right living room window, to the left living room window, and back again...
I've decided to use the time to get to know myself a little better. First experiment: how much sleep does Sadie really need? Today I did not set the alarm clock, I wanted to see how much sleep my body would want if it was allowed as much as possible. The result? TEN hours. Sheesh. But I sure feel good today. The next experiment may be how much snack food can I eat...
Bad thing #7 about being home during the day: the timing. The election is tomorrow. I cannot stand to watch television because every single commercial break includes at least two campaign commercials. I am sooo sick of every single candidate at this point (not just short little Bob Corker), they're lucky I'm going to go vote tomorrow. But then, I don't have anything else to do, right?
But really, with him here, how could I be grumpy to be home? He's so happy.
3 comments:
I hear you. I've made up my mind to not vote for each person's whose ad I've seen more than once. Oh wait, that leaves nobody. All the campaign signs are such an eye sore as well, worse than litter.
Enjoy your unexpected retirement. I know the money thing sucks, but I was out of work nine months once and felt like a slug, but had a baby a year later and was grateful to have had all that time to "relax" beforehand. It will work out.
So, wanna vote in Mphs, then drive to Knoxville to give Jr. one more vote, or is he too far behind magically all of a sudden?
And is voter fraud the last thing you need right now?
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