Cool Breeze and the Kitty Cat have mastered the art of relaxation. They can often be seen dancing to The Groove, or simply kicking back for an afternoon of football and Die Hard movies. It's good work, if you can get it!
I, on the other hand, seem to struggle with the whole relaxation concept. There are meals to prepare, clothes to wash, and heaven forbid there should be a dirty dish in my sink. The fun never ends. WooHoo!
Then there's the issue with the remote. It never seems to fall into MY hands! During hunting season, CB was gone all day EVERY Saturday. While he was giving out one-way tickets to the skinning shed, the DVR got a good workout
while I sat on my increasingly large rear, and I was able to catch up on all of my shows.....while relaxing. I checked the DVR earlier this week. I'm three weeks behind on every show. The accumulation of recorded fodder is starting to stress me out. When will I EVER be able to catch up? How long will it be before the DVR is full? These vexing questions are starting to short-circuit the few remaining synapses in my overloaded brain. The good news is that I have yet to lose sleep over it. I expect that to happen within the next forty eight hours.
I need to get a life. Or maybe the t-shirt;)