film at eleven!

i know i've been boring lately but nothing earth shattering is happening in my life recently. maybe that's a good thing. sometimes boring beats drama.

maybe i'll talk about the fact that something has changed in me in the last couple of years. there has been a shifting of my core, and it seems to be getting more pronounced as each day passes. i used to care a lot about keeping my house clean and neat. i've suddenly become indifferent to housework. i think i should have taken this new stance when my son was small, and spent more time enjoying him instead of cleaning out the fridge. now, when i have no pressing obligations, and could actually pick up the vacuum occasionally, i simply don't give a hoot.

i wonder if i'm going to turn into one of those people you hear about on the 6 o'clock news, "heart attack victim found trapped in house, EMTs can't get in to help, film at eleven." somehow i just can't bring myself to care. if my sister didn't come twice a year i would never clean again. maybe what i need is a maid to come in twice a month to do a little something, but again, i just don't care.

well, you know nothing exciting is happening when i write about something that i don't care about as opposed to something that i do care about. there ya go. that's the sad state of affairs.

have a good day everyone and don't bother with that grape jelly on the kitchen floor, the ants will get it.