** This post was written 1/3/12 and I just discovered it sitting in by drafts… alone and unread. Sad.
You know, there is something to be said about being bored. I have been so busy over the holiday weekend that I actually enjoy the feeling of being bored. I look forward to the moment where I have been doing nothing so long, that I’m compelled to do something just to change it up a bit. Like when you have been sitting on the couch for so long that you move to the other side of the couch just to give yourself a change of scenery.
Between being at the boyfriend’s house, my house and the holidays… boredom has been a thing of the past. Tonight, I take my boredom back. I have been laying in my bed since I got home watching Netflix movies and playing on the internet. I am just lazy enough that having to pee seems like an inconvenience. My bathroom is in my bedroom. It is literally a handful of steps away, however I’ve been waiting until I really have to go to make the “trek” to the bathroom.
I thought for a second about going through my closet and putting aside some things for goodwill, but it just seems a little too chilly outside my covers. I played with my photo booth application on my laptop, rummaged through my purse, and anything else that was within arms reach.
I am distracted by the spanish speaking lawn flamingo on the tv at the moment.