I over slept, for one.
I made a breakfast of cereal because I was tired.
I walked the dog.
I woke my daughter up.
I made my daughter breakfast.
I had a long conversation with my daughter because she felt sad and anxious.
I started laundry and finished laundry.
I made my family lunch.
I fell asleep on the couch watching an old episode of Great British Baking Show.
I cleaned the kitchen.
Made a Thanksgiving grocery shopping list.
I listened to The Beatles’ Anthology 4 while folding laundry.
I am currently writing a blog.
I still have to walk the dog.
I still have to shower.
I still have to make dinner.
I still have to clean the kitchen again.
I still have to make the coffee for the morning.
I still have to put the kid to bed.
I still have to play MarioKart and try and beat the final circuit in the Mirror Level.
I still have to snuggle with my wife on the couch as we watch Tracker.
I still have to put my wife to bed.
I still have to watch part three of Ken Burn’s The American Revolution.
I still have to go to bed.
