Laying on the bathroom floor….. Contemplating…. How did my life get so complicated… I want a martini, I want a great meal. Just finished a bike ride, I’m playing too much tennis… Just lay here… maybe the shower will just take me over… maybe like a gigantic venus flytrap it will grab me and clean me and this will all be over.
Why is my life so complicated… why isn't my life just putting some gin in some juice and then eating a bowl of cheerios… they do make it in caramel and chocolate… no muss no fuss… just add milk…. just add gin.
If only I could stand….
I’ll just lay here, the carpets provide much appreciated comfort, laying on the tile would feel too much like a night of too much dancing and drinking… Just sit here… Ya, cheerios…. that would be nice…. My life needs to be simpler.
Holy crap my toilet is dirty, how have I let it get that way…. That is nasty. My old mantra, nobody wants to have sex with someone if you can’t shower after and feel like you are getting cleaner.
This is ridiculous, I can’t even get a shower… how the hell am I going to clean a toilet… I have to ride my bike more. Ok, maybe I can stand… no, I’ll lay here for a bit…….
Ok, now I’m up… but I’m scrubbing the toilet… WTF!!! This is a joke… but at least my toilet is clean. Ok… shower…. Oh! lovely shower….Oh, clean shampooed… maybe I can get that martini… maybe if I put the comfy clothing on I can make that martini… it’s just a few ingredients and I can put them in the shaker, then I can get dressed… come back and finish.
Martini done, now i’’m dressed… what I really want is some bread and some cheese and some mustard, some pesto, and some fruit… Ok, I can do that… Shit… the counter is dirty…Ok, I can clean that, I can put the dishes away and clean the counter.
Ok…. lets finish that martini….
… Food on plate…
… martini done, icy cold… like a cloud…
… David Bowie on the record player…
Sip that martini… Ok, this is what I was talking about.
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