Matt is off riding his bike, and there are a half dozen things I should or could be doing, but what I am doing is killing time on the computer, contemplating going back to bed for a few minutes...
It's twelve days until Christmas, and I need to finish shopping, and start wrapping, but some of that is going to require that I wait until I get paid on Monday night/Tuesday morning.
I also need to come up with dinner, and I'm kind of thinking of homemade meat n three.
And I really need to get all the camping gear out of my trunk, which has been in there since Natchez Trace in October. Don't judge me, just pity me.
Oh well- I guess a hot shower should jolt me into reality.
But in my fantasy world, I'd be going back to bed.