I woke up this morning at 9. Damn. Candice's in the shower until 9:30 and I won't really get to work until ten. Was I supposed to run today? Leg hurts from the run yesterday so maybe not. It's 10:30. I just read some news and the usual rotation of my online 'catch up': ClutchFans, NYTimes, NYMag, Salon, Techmeme, Techcrunch, AlleyInsider and Tumblr. Did they tell me how to grow a business or get to work? Not really.
The bike rack fell yesterday and left gaping holes in the wall. I should take care of that today. Ok. Maybe my morning will be spent on that – the spackle needs to dry and I should just apply it now.
Wait a minute: breakfast first. Breakfast at 11 am is an early lunch. Might as well eat just once and then I'll really get to work.
Instant ramen is fast, right? Have some leftover greens from last week and 3 kinds of fishballs. Should be good. I'll add an egg. While I'm in the kitchen -- I should put away the dishes, too.
12 pm. Where's my toolbox? Where's the damn spackle? 12:30 pm. Ok, I'll just leave the wall to dry – there's that load of laundry that should be done. Might as well do it today instead of tomorrow and prep for the SF trip. It's already a wasted half day – and I'll be busy tomorrow. 3 pm. That's 3 different Angeline Jolie movies I've sat through.
4 pm. Sandpaper's right where I left it last time I needed to even the walls. Now where's the dustbin? Shirts have been ironed. The rest of the clothes are tucked away in the dresser.
5 pm. Let's get to work. Finally. FML.