fredericks: (Good grief)
fredericks ([personal profile] fredericks) wrote2010-02-13 10:38 am

In theory

Right. So today should have started with me doing my typical workout, followed by a nutritious yet less-than-filling breakfast. Then I should have finished up my interview write-up of the ernest yet hopeless young aspiring college freshman I met with last weekend before heading down to the beauty parlor to have them tame my mop in preparation for the last two interviews I have to conduct this evening.

Instead? I'm in my robe sitting on the couch in front of the TV reading fic while E! plays on mute in the background, having had broken my fast on a chicken and cheese wrap washed down with a cup of tea in which I dropped two pieces of treacle toffee and a maple sugar candy, followed closely by three five pieces of chocolate-coated cookie.

This day is not shaping up as planned. But, bright side! - at least I didn't bring the heated blanket downstairs with me. Theoretically there is still a chance I might be able to get up and do something productive before 6 this evening. Yes; it's all about theory and possibilities today.

[identity profile] darker-one.livejournal.com 2010-02-13 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Sounds like a wonderful morning to me! So far today I slept in, ate some chocolate for breakfast. And now I'm planning on sitting on the couch to watch the Olympics all day.

[identity profile] fredericks.livejournal.com 2010-02-13 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, but I should be PRODUCTIVE! And seizing carps! Things of that nature.

I've put the kettle back on. I have four pieces of toffee left, an infinite number of tea bags, and am currently less than two thousand words into a 20k+ work. No good shall come of this, I just know it.

I think if I just *embrace* the laziness I'd be a lot happier. But it's so hard. *sigh*

[identity profile] darker-one.livejournal.com 2010-02-13 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Embrace it! Give into the the laziness!

[identity profile] fredericks.livejournal.com 2010-02-13 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
*grin* Dude, you're acting like I need to be coerced. I think the indentation of my arse on the couch and the cup of tea I'm nursing every minute or so like it's the One Ring ("my...precious!) makes it clear that the Dark Side doesn't even need to have cookies to make me join.

At this point I'm wishing I had more toffee. Warm treacle toffee at the bottom of my cup = mega win.