Maybe If I Had A Cool Theme Song...

I'm a dope.

I know what you're thinking: Oh, that Sheep! Always with the low self-esteem...she probably just needs a hug or something. Or maybe she should do that thing where she looks in the mirror and repeats positive affirmations.

But no amount of positive thinking is going to keep me from just being silly at times. Take last night for example. Maine was plunged into something of a cold snap and the evening breezes were crisp. While there was a lovely "refreshing" quality to the whole thing, it was also sort of chilly here at the manse. I distinctly recall thinking as I tucked myself into bed, "Gosh, I'm cold. I should probably do something about that..."

The solution was simple: close the stupid windows. One does not have to be a brain surgeon to find relief from the shivers. Make big holes in walls shut. Wind stay outside. Sleep good.

Instead, I spent the night periodically reaching down into the depths of the dirty laundry basket, handily located and severely overflowing by the side of my bed, for new items of clothing at various stages of declining freshness. Layer upon layer I built upon my sleepwear until there was no way to add more without exceeding the tensile strength of the outer garments. I awoke this morning, a large lump under the covers and severely restricted in terms of movement. I am unclear as to whether the ancient Egyptians ever actually attempted to mummify a Sheep. But I now know that it can be done.

As you can imagine, it took a while to unwind from my self-made shroud and find a few layers to wear today that were more in keeping with how rational people dress in this day and age. I somehow managed to feed and clothe myself without any help but found that I was getting a rather late start to the day. This was unfortunate given my recent realization that I have a lot to do and very little time left to finish it all up before school starts and I have to work for a living.

I was up and about in plenty of time to continue with my viewing of Cartoon Network's Naruto, marathon, though. One must have priorities after all. I have worked my way through the episodes with the hard core, gritty theme songs and moved on to the more recent shows that feature the happy, peppy "Fighting Dreamers" tune at the opening credits that makes you just want to tie on your most intimidating headband then merrily kick and punch your way to the beat.

Right here, right now (Bang!)....Right here, right now (Burn!)

It's a motivator, all right! Just not one that makes you do the things you are supposed to be doing. The intended cleaning of the kitchen was sort of abbreviated, although I must admit that the half of the floor that I mopped and scrubbed is pretty much stunning. I worked my way to the flap of the second Bripple sock and have found that singing the Naruto theme song at top volume is a nice way to keep yourself from having an utter breakdown when the stitches sneak off the slippery metal dpn while you are trying to watch TV and knit at the same time.

That's about it. The bills remain unpaid as of this writing. The laundry is not done. The mere thought of vacuuming is enough to make me want to chuckle. I am held fast by the glowing box with the ongoing anime and not bothering to do much of anything else.

Oli-Oli-Oli-Oh! Just go my waaaaaay!!!!

So, to recap: I am incapable of meeting my own basic needs for shelter and comfort, can't seem to finish the chores that might qualify me as a "responsible adult" and have a cartoon theme song stuck in my head, over half of which is in Japanese and I don't speak Japanese.

Maybe it's time to go back to the teaching schedule. I don't seem to be managing my free time all that well...

SA