K, we all know I love Mr. Barefoot, right? So why does he have to PISS ME OFF so often?
This morning I woke up, stumbled out to the living room, and found reminders of things he wants me to take care of today. I hadn't even had my morning caffeine yet.
Maybe it is some kind of personal issue I have, but I HATE THAT.
Especially since he is as bad or worse about procrastinating than I am.
At least I have an excuse. Being slightly off your rocker definitely qualifies as a valid excuse. On top of that, there is the whole "I work nights and am damn tired so I don't want to do anything" excuse, as well.