I used to LOVE Saturday mornings. I'd get up and watch cartoons like The Flintstone Kids, Transformers, He-Man, X-Men or watch a show called Saved By The Bell. I loved Saturdays because I wasn't in school and the daycare kids weren't at my house, it was great!
Then I got a little older and I would wake up and instantly watch a movie. SCREAM or one of the A NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET films were always favorites. I'm not kidding, I would wake up...go potty...and start watching a movie.
These days are similar usually. I love Saturday mornings because I know I do not have to get up at 4:48am and get to work by 5:30. I'll sleep in until maybe 8 and then get up and watch TV. USUALLY that is the plan...yesterday was not like those days.
I woke up at about 8:30 which is pretty standard. I went to the bathroom and went into the other room. My nose was running about as much as my eyes were, meaning I'm about 90 percent sure my cats or dog had been sleeping on my pillow thus leaving a ton of hair on it. That always leaves me a bit runny. I went into the kitchen...no food...just a lot of dishes. I've been a little behind, so I start rinsing. Once all of the dishes are in the dish washer....I GO BACK TO BED AND SLEEP UNTIL I HAVE TO WORK A LIVE EVENT.
SERIOUSLY?! I get up on a always precious to me SATURDAY MORNING just to wash the dishes! My younger self would most certainly kick my butt cheeks!(well..punch at least.)
Being grown up is stupid.
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