9:30 Wake up, eat toast, hang out. (You'll want this time to start doing dishes, since you have about sixteen million in your sink.)
10:15 Meet your neighbor, Jimmy, for kickboxing from 10:30 to 11:30. Wear your new tennis skirt, because, well, it's cute.
10:23 Swing some laundry by Lisa's house, which is across the street from the gym. (Two birds, one stone.)
10:30 Sweat your ass off in your new tennis skirt and wonder how cute it is when you're doing push ups and your butt hangs out. Reconsider future use of tennis skirts.
11:30 Drinking copious amounts of fluid, swing by Lisa's again on the way home. Realize, sadly, that all your good clothes are dirty (or currently in the washer) and wonder what the hell you're going to wear today.
11:47 Get home, sweaty and disgusting, and resume doing dishes.
11:57 Wonder how the hell you used so many dishes this week and managed to not do ANY of them.
12:01 Try to think like Thich Nhat Hanh and be present to your dishes. Instead, daydream about your date and how cute he is.
12:14 Add the tupperware that breaks the camel's back to the pile next to your sink. Start piling clean dishes up on the stove.
12:27 Finish the dishes and take your pruny-assed hands into the shower. Your date is meeting you (at one) on 10th street, so it should only take you five minutes to get there, even though "there" is easily ten to twelve minutes away.
12:31 Decide to shave your legs. You know, just in case.
12:35 Add special conditioner to your hair that, unbeknownst to you, will make it look all flat and lame.
12:38 Dry off, and put on outfit numbers 1-6. Answer your phone. (Your date is calling.)
12:43 Renegotiate the 1pm meeting time, while putting on outfits number 7-12, deciding on outfit number 13, drying your hair, putting on makeup and packing snacks for your date, all at the very same time.
12:53 Head back to Lisa's to make sure that the clothes in the washer don't sit there all day and get funkified. ( It's ok, her house is on the way.) Consider switching outfits to that cute, plunging-neckline sweater you're throwing into the dryer, but realize that you're already late and it just won't dry in time for you to look like anything other than a wet cat.
1:01 Feed Lisa's cats.
1:05 Head out the door. Call your date and tell him you're on your way. Hear him smile over the phone.
1:15 Arrive at 10th Street with a big, fat smile on your face. Have an amazing date.
(To fully follow this schedule, be sure to schedule a 3:30 am return home. Wheeeee!)

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