someday,sarah.

sick day #2.

yesterday was actually quite a productive day, despite the fact that it was sick day #2. also despite the fact that i spent the majority of it watching an embarrassing number of episodes of how i met your mother. (i'm well into season 4, in case you're wondering. but i won't say which episode i was on when i started watching yesterday morning.) (and no, it wasn't season 1, thankyouverymuch.) anyway, here's a quick rundown of my day that did not include himym:

1. took a shower, brushed my teeth, did my hair. (on a sick day, this is quite an accomplishment.)
2. prepared for myself three meals, plus a snack. (on any day, this is quite an accomplishment.)
3. went to the chiropractor & got adjusted. (my headache is FINALLY gone. oh my gosh.)
4. changed my sheets.
5. cleaned up my room. (clearly, i had an incredible burst of energy.)
6. did some other productive things (like write & read my bible) that do not involve watching netflix.
7. loaded the dishwasher with the dishes that were in the sink, which by the way, were not mine.

yeah. i just kept thinking, "when i live in nashville and i get sick, i won't have anyone to do this for me." so that's what motivated me to do things for myself. it's like i'm practicing! and i even kept up with my blogging, too. how impressive is that?

now if you'll excuse me, there are more episodes of himym for me to watch.

–– s

the missing w.

so i started watching downton abbey last night and found out that it is, in fact, not called downtown abbey as i had originally thought. it's kind of like that study that was done at cambridge that showed that even though letters may not be in the correct order in a word, we can stil read it as long as the first and last letter are in the right place. my mind just automatically translated "downton" into "downtown." and i would've swore on my life that there was a second "w." but, you know, there isn't.

anyway, i'm hooked. i wouldn't necessarily put it in the i'm-in-love-with-it category yet, but the college student inside me does want to stay up all night tonight watching it like i did that time i got hooked on watching lost. i watched five seasons in about two months.

but i no longer fit that description so i can no longer do irresponsible things like that.

mainly because it's not even 11 p.m. right now and i can't even keep my eyes open. this is my life.

–– s