Raising Procrastination to an Art Form
December 22, 2007
Her: Cooking or cleaning? Which are you doing now?
Me: Neither. I am painting my mudroom.
Her: Yes, that was next on my list before Christmas… repaint my house.
Me: It’s all the rage. Serving food in your tidy house to your loved ones is so yesterday.
Her: So have you planned your menu?
Her: Finished wrapping?
Her: Hung up that damn wreath I brought over to you two weeks ago.
Me: That would be, no.
Her: Okay, then.
Me: And I am wearing my high heeled boots and cashmere sweater to paint in. So when they drag me to the asylum at least they can say, “Damn she dressed well.”
Her: And you are wearing nothing else?
Me: Of course I am wearing pants. I am not THAT crazy.
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