Slept good. Got stuck in a House marathon. Took shower. Got the mail. Brought the empty trash carts up from curb. That's it. Yeah, maybe tomorrow. I have a plan. I always have plans. I just don't execute them. The weather is around 70 degrees during the day and 50's at night. Is that not perfect?! I am imperfect though. And so I sit.
My daughter isn't really calling me back so even though it is an hour away, I think I will just drive out there and bring her the stuff I have for her. I am not mad. She's my daughter and I will never be mad at her. Both my kids know there's only one thing that would give me pause and that is if they ever hurt any child in any manner. I'm not talking about spankings or yelling. You know what I mean.
I NEED MINIONS DAMMIT! I know what needs to be done, I just need someone to do it. I think that if I fix my house, it will fix me. I know that would take away at least 85% of my depression. So why don't I just get at it?
Ooooo, maybe I just need to be spanked!