So, yesterday morning was fun. I was wide awake around 5:30 am and stared mentally preparing myself for work that day once my alarm would go off at 6:15 am. Around about 6:00 it dawned on me, hey, it’s Sunday, not Monday. No, it can’t be Sunday, it’s definitely Monday. Checked my phone, calendar, and the day’s weather. Yup, Sunday. Still took me a good part of the morning to believe it wasn’t really Monday.
Sure, I’ve had those days, during the week at work, where you’re either mentally ahead or behind a day. Generally ahead and then depressed once I realize, boo, Friday’s still x days off. But I’ve never been that convinced. Crazy.
So what did I do with my “extra” weekend day? Fuckall, of course. Read some, played more Fallout 4 (I’ve reached the end game, so now I’m building up and linking all my settlements because why not), and watched more Golden Girls. Shut up. I’m nearing the end of Season 7, and am debating on whether or not to give the finale a pass–I did watch it when it originally aired waaaaaaaaaaay back, when I was young and that whole show went quite a bit over my head (sure doesn’t now). I just don’t buy Dorothy ending up back with Stan again. There had to be a better way of sending Dorothy off. Oh, well.
In other news, I went ahead and downloaded Pokemon Go like the rest of the world. Stupid, stupid, Pokemon. Gotta catch ’em all, indeed. On the upside, I’ve managed to do a fair bit from my couch. 🙂 Tried it on my power walk and found it too much. Did it on the way to Starbucks and work this morning and found it a little better. Definitely for casual wandering, not my focused power walking. For one thing it totally fucks up my pace (but my shitty pace might also be due to the fact that I’ve been averaging once a week for that walk versus a couple times a week and allergies). Whatevs.
Super exciting life I lead, huh? Maybe one of these days I’ll actually get back to writing. Ahahahahahahaha.