So far this year I have done three loads of laundry (but haven't folded them or put them away)
I have cleaned the kitchen.
I have made New Year's Day breakfast (ok, brunch...) scrambled eggs, cinnamon rolls and bacon.
I have cleaned the kitchen again.
I have not had a cigarette.
I have watched Disney's High School Musical. Yes, I tivoed it. I wanted to see what it was all about. It was Grease, the sanitized version. Really. Except the girl didn't go all slutty in the end to get her guy, this is the year 2007 after all. No, the two of them worked together to win their friends over so nobody had to change who they were.
Grease was better.
I have really wanted a cigarette.
I hace prepared a fabulous New Year's day dinner that no one but myself appreciated: roast beef with au jus, scalloped potatoes (homemade, not the box kind), roasted carrots, and Yorkshire Pudding. For dessert, homemade apple pie.
Now I need to go clean the kitchen again.
And I need to finish a project that I started last night that I'm probably going to use as my Provo Craft entry.
And all I want to do is go back to sleep.
This year seems to be exactly the same as last. And I'll probably bitch about the same things on New Year's Day 2008.
The difference right now is that I'm getting my soon to be fat ass up off this chair and go finish this stuff, rather than just complain.