But it hasn't really been wasted. Not in the least. Sometimes, though, when I don't get up until really late, I feel like I've wasted the day. And Lord was I in bed for a long time today. My upstairs neighbor came home around bar time last night and must have had trouble getting his door open or something, because it sounded like he was trying to break it the fuck down. It scared the bejesus out of me, especially after I had an odd door incident earlier this week. Thanks, dick. There's goes whatever sleep I was going to get tonight.
Oh, I tried to stay in bed for a while, but it was no use. I got up and went to the couch to watch TV. I knew all of those Law & Orders I was recording at 4:00 a.m. would come in handy at some point! Long story short, I think I finally went to sleep around 7:00. The last time I looked at a clock it was a little after 5:00. It was early afternoon before I got up and I didn't get home and showered until like 3:00.
Now here we are, it's 5:30. Time for basketball and, I think, a Bloody Mary. The only thing I missed today was yoga. I feel like I should have had something to do or somewhere to go, but nope. There's nothing. I suppose I feel that way because I have had something to do or somewhere to go pretty much every Saturday since the first of the year, it seems. Yeesh.
I deserved a lazy Saturday, dammit. Especially if this is my last Saturday as a free woman.