The Cut

The problem of living alone is that when you cook and you cut yourself, you have no one to run to get yourself bandaged up. You also have to cook for one which really sucks. But anyway, I cut myself tonight while chopping avocados. I immediately called my mother who promptly panicked. I suppose it didn’t help that I said I was light headed. After determining via the phone, that I properly didn’t need stitches, (thank god! The hospital is the last place I want to end up) I finished up cooking fajitas and was able to eat. But my plans of cleaning my kitchen and waxing the floor are going to be pushed back until tomorrow when I can bandage my hand more against the chemicals. Tonight I am planning on watching the end of Sleepless in Seattle and reflecting on that fact that I am making progress on my goals. It is not fast progress but it is progress none the less.

Yesterday I ran and I also stopped by the new movie rental place in town. I was able to get three movies for only a dollar and seven cents. How amazing is that!? So I was able to watch half of movie list last night. Night at the Museum and Night at the Museum 2 were a blast and very fun to watch. The only problem was the movie rental place did not have the musicals that I want/need to see to finish up my movie list. So Resolution number 12 still stays on the list.

Today I was able to clean my bedroom and my front room. Get gas in my car and go for a nice long run. Plus the gym was pretty much empty and so it was nice to have it to myself for awhile. I came home and promptly cut myself trying to make dinner and yeah the night is going down hill from there. My plan was to do the dishes before bed, but looking at the time, I'm just going to get up early to do it. So the current plan is to make sure my hand is bandaged well and I will wake up early tomorrow to start cleaning the kitchen and finish things up. Boring and a slow night. What can I say my life is that hip.