I. Am. Bored.
I’m not really “bored” I just don’t want to dive into anything because I have to leave here in about an hour or so. I have to go spend some time at PJP (the school I coach for) because we started weight room sessions last week. Since that starts at 3:00 p.m. I really don’t want to start something I will just have to stop. There are things I can do. I could do this week’s schoolwork, try to figure out something to write on here that isn’t a prompt, or clean (eff. that.).
I probably should get up and do something active (I woke up at 2:00 a.m.) so I don’t miss The Voice tonight. Maybe I could do some laundry (It’s not really cleaning). Something.
There are emails I could answer and bills I could pay. But those can wait one more day.
I think, for this next hour (or a little less now) I will sit and watch The Chew and formulate a plan of attack for when I get home. That sounds like productive procrastination, right?
p.s. There was something else I wanted to write…
p.s.s. Oh! It was about the featured image. I had no real reason for putting it there. I just wanted to use it. I love my house.