This week has become my World’s Busiest Week Ever. Work is winding down for the year, and that means there’s so much to do, what with packing and cleaning and moving of furniture (Yeah, I have to do it all myself. Yeah, Rob will be coming to work with me at some point to do all the heavy lifting uh, lend moral support. I suppose I should tell him that at some point). Add to that the fact that on Wednesday night is the closing ceremony and dance, which will go until midnight, and which I have to attend. Thursday is my birthday, and we’re going out for some dinner (apparently at the restaurant we’re going to, I get my meal for free on my bday – oooh, fancy!).

Anyway. I woke up at my ever-increasingly-usual time this morning (5:10! And ironically, I haven’t been going to bed til 10 or 11 pm, so I don’t know what’s going on there), looked outside, and thought “UGH RAIN”. I’ve been pretending to be a badass lately with my “Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers Louise from the swift completion of appointed rounds” attitude of just going for a walk even if it’s raining or cold or whatever. And it’s been raining and cold every day this week. But then I realized that my sweatpants and sweatshirt hadn’t gone through the dryer yet. Yeah I could’ve just put on the wet clothes since they’d be soaked within 10 seconds of going outside anyway… but then I saw lightning. And that was it for that.

So instead, I am watching the series finale of Golden Girls. Where Dorothy marries Leslie Nielsen and Stan tries to kidnap her.

I am very lazy. Yes, it’s true.