*Laundry. It's sad really. I have little piles separated into whites, lights and darks in our bedroom (We have a really cute hamper actually that I think came from Pottery Barn? But the poor guy is rarely used. Yes, I said guy. I like to assign genders to inanimate objects. My car is female. My computer is male. My Kitchen-Aid is female. And yes, my hamper is male. Don't ask me my reasoning on why some objects are male and some are female. It's just a vibe.) Anyway, Monday I will finally put a load in the washer. Tuesday I take it out and throw it into the dryer. Wednesday I pull it out of the dryer. Thursday I fold and put away and guess what? Oh, ya know... a whole new load of laundry has produced itself from the clothes worn on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Awesome. So basically, I have an eternity of laundry ahead of me. Actually about once a month I will do laundry for an ENTIRE day and start with a clean slate, in hopes that the next month I will conquer doing laundry in a timely manner, but nevertheless the next week I'm in the same position I always am. Don't get me wrong, every few months I will have a stellar month and have fresh smelling, wrinkle-free laundry folded and nicely put away at all times, but for the most part my laundry style is chaotic...and I'm perfectly okay with that. Some people are laundry superstars. I am just not one of those people.
*Watching TV. You might think that sounds stupid. Who puts watching TV on a list of things they should be doing instead of blogging? Isn't watching TV pretty much in the same category as blogging? Both are pretty much a waste of time, right? but you don't understand all the shows I have to catch up on. There are at least 7 or 8 shows sitting on the DVR waiting to be watched. I'm afraid to look at Facebook or anything online because I'm afraid of spoilers. I've watched the main shows I was afraid of people spoiling for me. LOST series finale wasn't perfect, but I still loved it. Grey's Anatomy season finale gave me nightmares. The Bachelorette was ridiculous. Really Derrick? Shooter? Why would you tell her that story? Oh ya, that's right, everyone is drunk and they film at 4 o'clock in the morning.
*Exercising. I used to exercise every day. Well, that lasted for maybe two weeks, but I can still say "I used to exercise every day" and it's not a lie. I did. Really though, I always sleep better, have less headaches, eat better and just generally feel better when I go to the gym. I need to start going again.
Ok, I'm done blogging AND I have the perfect solution to all three of these things. I'm going to fold laundry while watching the finale of Biggest Loser. Yes! Laundry. TV. Exercising...well, watching other people exercise (baby steps).