A Midsummer Day Wasted

Plans for the day:

1. Get up early
2. Do laundry
3. Mow the lawn
4. Throw out useless stuff in the garage
5. Meet mom for dinner
6. Relax after a long productive day
7. Maybe start some of the writing I've been talking about

What actually happened:

1. Woke up at 7:00, as planned (so far, so good)
2. Decided to sleep a little longer (so much for "so far, so good")
3. Woke up again at 11:30 (just in time for lunch)
4. Started laundry (back on track) which is still in the dryer (not back on track)
5. Watch Netflix while I eat lunch (perfectly reasonable)
6. Continue watching Netflix long after I finish eating (not exactly productive)
7. See a friend request notification on my phone and pause The Office to check it out
8. Spend more time on Facebook than I should have... it happens sometimes when you rarely sign on anymore
9. Take a break to respond to an email
10. Get back on Facebook to finish making this (which needs more traffic and likes, so click the link already, and "like" it whether you like it or not!)
11. Get tired of Facebook and remember why I switched to Google+ (ironically, assuming the automatic post to FB actually works, most people who read this probably followed a link from Facebook rather than Google+)
12. Finally get off my butt to do some work and walk down to the garage with every intention of mowing
13. Hear thunder, decide mowing isn't a good idea, and head back upstairs (storms make good excuses, right?)
14. Resume episode of The Office, which I should no longer be referring to as "episode," but "last half of season seven" instead
15. Reschedule dinner with mom and eat a frozen pizza
16. Write this instead of anything productive
17. The rest of the night? Still undecided... but it will probably include trying to find season eight online somewhere, going to the store to replenish my supply of frozen pizzas, and/or playing Skyrim until I pass out (yeah... huge geek here)

Seriously... I have got to stop being such a bum... I'll probably start tomorrow...