Man, what I wouldn’t give to go home right now. But you know how much I’d get accomplished at home? Not too much. In fact, I can see it now… (here’s where the tv screen goes blurry, cueing in the imagination sequence). I’d come in the door and say, “Hi, puppies!”, then let them out to bounce about the yard, pee, jump on each other and eat leaves until I call them in. I’d put my pajama pants on and a t-shirt, pour myself a glass of water. Probably turn on the tv but I might opt to lay in bed under the nice microfiber comforter Ash got me for Christmas. And then the pups and I would fall into a deep sleep until their little bellies are roused by hunger around 4:30.
Alas, I have 2 hours and about 15 minutes (I came back from lunch after only 45 minutes). Lunch was quite tasty: I got a rotisserie chicken breast and mustard potato salad from Fresh Market. I know the potato salad isn’t all good for me but at least the chicken is. I need protein! But now I feel sort of lazy and sluggish. It reminds me of the Emerald Nut commercial where they say in the afternoon Robert Goulet shows up and messes with your stuff. That spot cracks me up.
I wish I felt more philosophical these days so I could give a really good entry that was thought-provoking instead of being sort of whiny and lame. But it seems I just don’t have the will-power to think much anymore. I’m hoping that if I get into the PhD program, that will all change due to sheer necessity. But we’ll see, won’t we?