Another Sunday afternoon has come, and will quickly go, like they always do. I love Sundays. I would go as far as to say Sunday is my favorite day of the whole week. It's the one day of the week I forgive myself for having no motivation to do anything. And sometimes, most times, I surprise myself and do more than anticipated. I guess that's the advantage of setting the bar nice and low, the littlest things can be seen as the biggest victories.
So I finally got around to the dishes, which is my biggest failure are a single home-dweller. I can justify NOT doing dishes like you couldn't believe. For starters, I have so many dishes that I never actually have to do them. In fact, I could throw away every plate I own once it's used and still not have to worry about dishes for easily a month. I know this because I have strongly considered it while glaring back at the odoriferous pile staring up from the sink. But they are done now, which inspired me to sweep the kitchen floor and wipe down the coffee table. I even fluffed the throw pillows on the couch.
At the end of the day, I feel better when I clean. But cleaning brings to light a lot of things my distracted by tv and filth mind doesn't normally see. I am made to recognize a lot of my young adult habits. Ones that, I believe, didn't really start to exist until I was finally on my own again. I am without roommate, without boyfriend, without live-in family. I am officially alone. And with the exception of the time I am at work, I have developed some very interesting habits. Maybe they have always been there, lurking under the surface, and now that I am spending more time getting to know myself they are shining through.
1. Sometimes when I am washing a dish, or silverware, I will convince myself that that spot there isn't just a piece of stubborn debris that can't be easily removed, but better yet a stain that probably won't come off ever. This is just shear laziness.
2. I sleep on my couch 90% of the time. Why wouldn't I? That's the room with the tv and a table located closely to the pile of pillows and old worn down comforter. Not only is it comfortable, but it's closer to the kitchen. I'll worry about crawling back into bed when I have I someone who can't comfortable fit on the couch with me.
3. Pretzels dipped in melted chocolate chips is the easiest, and most delicious dessert ever. A touch of peanut butter is the perfect addition for those classier nights in.
4. Every night can be a night in! As long as there is no one around to make you feel guilty about being anti-social, being alone is the best! I've already made my distaste for pants very apparent. But why spend money at a bar when I can go on, not wearing pants, and spend time with the DVR, which for the record, knows me better than any ex-boyfriend ever has.
5. TMZ is the trashiest most amazing show on television. I wish they had a 24 hour station. I vote we replace C-SPAN with TMZ. Does anyone even watch C-SPAN?
6. Sometimes I use the pizza driver as a delivery man for pop. And cold pizza breakfast for the next 5 days.
7. The 20s are for having fun. But the real fun is defining your own idea of fun. I don't need a man, or to be rich for that matter. Things are never super easy, but there are rewards for living the modest life I do.
And on that note, I am going to finish cleaning. I am having close friends over tonight for turkey burgers, beers, and to watch the VMAs. Because that's my new idea of great night.
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