Lazing

I'm using the fact that it was very nice today as an excuse for having gotten absolutely nothing done. Well, I made lunch and washed the dishes, and looked at a lot of old magazines at the Internet Archive, and then watched some television, and I had a nap, but I wouldn't call any of those things actually getting anything done. The accumulation of leaves in the back yard remain accumulated, the stack of paper remains undeposited in the recycling bin, and I must remember to replace the empty roll of toilet paper in the bathroom.

But it was so nice today. I ought to have been lazing on a beach somewhere, but in the absence of a beach I lazed in my house. I'll get something done tomorrow. Although tomorrow is supposed to be nice, too. But I'm sure I'll at least get that empty roll of toilet paper replaced. On the other hand, if I don't get around to eating any dinner tonight, maybe I won't need to change it. It's a thought.