We had a busy weekend planned, so busy that Victor and I took today off to spread out the fun stuff and still have time for the critical stuff. Saturday we toured Boordy Vineyards, tasted some wines, picked up a spare case for later. Sunday we went to a glamourous Oscar party (the closest we'd come to seeing any of the nominated movies was watching the ten-minute preview of March of the Penguins in our hotel room in Vegas, but free booze and free food are, well, free booze and free food.) Today we were going to play tourist and finally go see the Indian museum.
The Fates had other ideas, and we spent all day yesterday at the emergency vet, which pushed the laundry/grocery shopping/etc. chores to today. Then we both started feeling kinda crappy (I'm confident that this has nothing to do with the wine or the booze or the food. Really.) and the grocery shopping fell off the bottom of the list again, as did my intention to go to the gym, as did my intention to go get my squealing brakes checked. (I got new brakes in December. Should they be squealing already?)
All of a sudden it's 5:00 and I have wasted an entire vacation day.
I guess it's only for days til the weekend, and I can take another stab at that list.
Posted by Nic at March 6, 2006 05:01 PM | TrackBack