Most of my Saturdays look something like THIS:
I wake up, and look in the mirror.
It hurts, people. Sad, sad fact ---- awesome Saturdays don't change the reality of life. This requires some serious work. And on this sunny day (I KNOW! I can't believe it either) I will have to start with THIS:
I should tell you all, I hate this task. HATE it. But...not nearly as much as I hate not doing it, and looking around 117 years old. So, do this I must.
Then--- oh yeah--- then I get to do THIS:
Wish I could tell you I loved doing this. But no-- I don't. I DO however, love the result of doing it. So...do it I will.
Then, I have got to take care of the pigsty that my apartment has become this week. Stupid kitties - just cannot or will not clean up after themselves. So---I will have to take care of THIS:
And once I manage to complete this fun, fun job, I have to run out for THIS:
Yep--- The Easter Bunny doesn't stop here anymore, so I have to fill in for him and find a couple of Easter gifts for my awesome, awesome grandsons.
By the time all of this awesomeness that is my Saturday is done...I know I will both look and feel like THIS:
But---you know what? I still LOVE Saturdays.
I'm out. :)