Oh what's that you ask?
Why is my house a declared disaster zone?
Why has there been two big pots "soaking"
in the sink for daayyss?
Why is the counter-top in my kitchen so covered and filled
with dirty dishes that I can't see the counter? (sorry, tmi.)
Why has my laundry sat in the basket, not folded and
not put away for about a week or so?
Why are the bedrooms in my house extremely messy,
cluttered, and with clothes everywhere?
Why am I having such a hard time getting over
the flu and cold I've had for over a week?
Why am I so tired all of the time?
Why have we not taken as many walks through
the beautiful autumn season in Logan as I had planned?
Why do I have dreams of being in prison and trying to
escape like how Michael Scofield did?
OH. Perhaps this is why...
We are obsessed, addicted,
and pathetic all rolled into one.
The other night we even went so far as to have a
sleepover in the front room on the love sac
next to the TV so we could stay up later and watch longer.
I absolutely hate this feeling of being so nasty and
lazy. If you ever have the chance to watch Prison
Break, DON'T DO IT! It will ruin your life!
On a more positive note.
I have today off from
I have today off from
work and James and I have an agreement that
we are not allowed to watch Prison Break without
each other, so I have all day to get my house
cleaned, vacuumed, swept, laundered, and washed.
(except a few days ago, I had time to do some cleaning
but ended up just watching some of my favorite parts we
had already watched from Prison Break...)
geez,
OBSESS MUCH?!
