I walked through the living room at approximately 11:04AM (not the first time of the day) and Joyce was sitting there. She asked if I was okay, as she always does when she doesn't see me until late in the morning/afternoon. Basically, if I'm not up at the crack of dawn and fully dressed I must be sick or downtrodden. I assured her I was fine and that I just came out to get an early lunch. She says,
Joyce: I couldn't believe it. I slept until 8:30 today!
Me: Oh yeah?
Joyce: I got such a late start, I lost half my morning!
Well of course I'm now not going to share how proud of myself I was for waking up a half hour later than her, so I just nodded my head and waited for an opportune moment to leave. I finally saw the opportunity and speed walked the heck out of there.
Wanna see where I spend my day?
|Gotta love Paint!|
You've been given a true glimpse, now, into the "Life of a Scalzi". THIS Scalzi. And I'll admit it isn't pretty. But good news! Exactly 2 months from today we will be leaving this place and I can have a life again!!! HOORAAAAY! That's all for today. :)