The Dishes Are Done, Man

There would be some comfort in knowing I'm not alone. Don't get me wrong, I cherish my "alone time". Probably more than you do. However, I hope I'm not alone in the inability to wash dishes within a proper amount of time. It's not laziness. It's more that I am just such a genius with so many amazing things and thoughts going on that washing dishes is a chore unfit for me. Yes, I'm above it. (Not really, but let's just pretend, ok?) What I am about to tell you is that I committed the ultimate lazy today. I threw dishes away. It was just too much to scrub, clean, and dry. So, I threw the dishes in the garbage can. I did, however, muster up the energy to clean the silverware.

Subject change number one.
When is this damn challenge of writing a blog a day going to end? Yesterday I kind of cheated by posting that "promotional" bit. Also, I have to post two tonight. One for today and the other one will count for tomorrow. There is a good reason for this. About six weeks ago I made it a goal to stay off the computer on Monday's. At least stay off the internet. I try to not turn the computer on at all, but on a couple of occasions I had to print some stuff out that did not involve the internet. So, to accomplish one goal (not getting on the computer on Monday) I have to sacrifice another (writing a blog a day). I suppose I could write a blog on Monday and not post it until Tuesday, but at this point (now that I've written it) I might as well just get it over with.

Subject change number two.
Isn't "Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Dead" awesome?