*image from nationalgeographic.com
So the plan for the weekend was to thoroughly indulge myself in utter slothfulness....minus the parted belly hair and growth of algae on my person. I merely intended to loaf around the house in my new penguin footie pajamas and accomplishing nothing other than feeding myself, watching movies, reading books, and sleeping late. It seemed a realistic goal since Mr. Lime, Isaac, and Calypso were to be out of town for the weekend thus relieving me of my taxi duties. Lending further to the plan's successful completion was a forecast for ice and snow on Saturday.
However, there were some glitches. Although I didn't get out of bed until 11:30 AM on Saturday, over the weekend I did 6 loads of laundry, changed the sheets, payed the bills, did the grocery shopping, and cooked for the next 3 days. Diana came home to visit too and we also went out for Greek food and a movie, which required I attend to some personal hygiene and get out of my jammies. I'd say Operation Sloth was a bit of a failure. The Greek food, movie, and visit with my kid were good though.
And just to make sure at I covered some of the deadly sins I engaged in gluttony at the restaurant and a touch of lust when we came home and popped a Hugh Jackman movie in the DVD player.
