Being a teacher, I get two weeks off for
Christmas winter solstice. I’m not sure why they like the solstices so much around here, but I get two MONTHS off for the summer solstice, so there’s some solstice love going on. (Equinoxes? Not so much.)
Anyway, when left in my natural state (meaning, when I don’t have to work), I pretty much do as little as possible. For instance, I stay up late and sleep in, shower as infrequently as possible, and forget to eat.
I have had a cup of coffee today, and that is only because my husband made enough coffee to share this morning. I have not eaten anything, despite feeling hungry and wishing I was eating something. I am too lazy.
So I guess you can blame Allie Brosh for making me think I am entertaining enough to create a blog that people will read.
And you can blame our pagan, solstice-loving society for giving me time off so that I can write about a billion posts every day. For about two weeks. Then I won’t write anything, because I will be busy teaching and stuff. Sorry. (Or: You’re welcome.)