Today I started a new diet. No carbs. I need some kind of miracle to stick to it.
Everyone who comes to my house asks, "Did you just move in?" Because it looks like we just moved in, what with all of the boxes and lack of decor.
And I always hem and haw -- Well we've been in a while but we're trying to finish some big projects....
Fact is, we are lazy. Is there a word that means beyond lazy? Slothful, perhaps. Procrastinators galore. Indolence rules here.
I tell my husband, I'm embarrassed that everyone keeps asking if we just moved in.
And he very sagely says, This is all within your control to change.
I have this look: a cocked eyebrow, straight-mouthed, flared nostril look that I use to respond to certain statements. This look was captured on my drivers license, and my husband will stare at it when he needs a good laugh. No, I won't post it here. Speaking of embarrassing things.
Instead, I recreated it for you:
Case in point.
Be ye fish, or be ye pirate?
We're not in property management any more!
Nope, we're self-employed! We know how to put off important things.
Photo Booth, how do I love thee. Thou dost amuse me so.
Lest there was any concern over my ability to embarrass myself.