I've been sick for a few days now so have had to stay home reading (and, of course, making lists of hot actors from the ’80s...it's like breathing for me, I have to do it), but today I fucking owned my sick Saturday. Check this out:
A) I wrote for three hours. And I didn't check my email once the whole time.
B) I cleaned the whole apartment. Even the toilet.
C) I dropped off dry-cleaning.
D) I blasted my glutes with a Total Workout In Ten (I am a sucker for anything that promises fitness in ten minutes. Or, even better, eight minutes).
E) I showered. Twice.
F) I made a fucking beautiful loaf of homemade bread!
And it's only 6:15. I have so much time to be lazy now!