I. am. old.
Here’s what my Saturday afternoon has consisted of so far:
- stretch sore back
- oil furniture
- write concerned citizen letter to government
- change cat’s litter
- make cup of tea (to the exact right temperature for the exact right amount of time)
- contact customer service to register displeasure over faulty dish
Next up: sorting sweaters.
I hope some kids come by later so I can shoo them off my lawn. I’m on such a roll.