You Want Fries With That?

Today, I nixed making up my bed because, well, who’s gonna see it, anyway? I feel like this whole quarantine thing is really creating a bunch of sloths. Slightly overweight sloths, at that. Wouldn’t you think with all this time on our hands, our houses and yards would be immaculate by now? Such is not the case here. I did decide, though, to take a shower but then I remembered I was out of soap. Not really wanting to use Dawn dishwashing detergent, which would probably be okay since it worked on the dog (animal testing and all that stuff), I trudged upstairs to see if maybe someone had left soap in the shower. I never go upstairs anymore now that Chase has moved out. I remember when I was a kid, I was always showing up at this older couple’s door because they gave you cookies and milk, and I asked them where this mystery door in their house led and they said upstairs, but they had closed it all off since their boys moved out. I remember thinking that was crazy. I totally get that now. I kinda looked around Chase’s room and wondered where the time had gone and decided I should probably clean up there but then I didn’t want to, so I went back downstairs, forgetting to look for the soap. I went back up and there was none, so I plopped back down, exhausted from all the activity. Maybe I’ll take a shower later, after I run. It would be crazy to shower before, even though I do that every day. Vanity and all that. I’m down to a peanut butter sandwich for lunch. The cat is happy about this because she loves it. Only the crunchy kind, though. Who would buy the smooth? I just don’t know. For dinner now, we only have meat left and some frozen Ore Ida crinkle fries, which are pretty good. No vegetables of any sort. So, every night it’s like, let’s have these steaks. You want fries? I am going to be forced to go to the store soon. Somebody told me that if you go at 7 a.m., they have toilet paper and everything. Who knew? But, I don’t wanna go at 7 a.m., plus, I’d have to get a shower first and there’s that whole soap problem…….

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