Lazy

I woke up this morning with a pounding headache.

After I got the kids off to school I looked at the giant pile of dirty laundry that needs to be washed.

I looked at the dishes in the sink that need to be put in the dishwasher.

I looked at the piles of papers on the kitchen table that the kids emptied from their backpacks this morning.

I looked at the 6 loads of folded towels and sheets that I washed yesterday, but didn't put away.

And then I took an Advil and walked upstairs to lay in my bed.  It's nice and warm. And my head doesn't hurt when I lay down.

Lucy, however, is incessantly barking at the yard people who are laying the sod in our yard.  That  certainly doesn't help my pounding head.

While I wait for the Advil to kick in I think I'll get lost in early 19th Century England and finish reading Pride and Prejudice--my FAVORITE book of all time.

And when my headache finally goes away and I start on the laundry I think I will put in the 5 1/2 hour movie and enjoy some time with the handsome Englishman, Colin Firth--or Mr. Darcy, as I like to call him.  :)

Dang! I'm lazy today!!