I'm Boring

I haven't been posting much lately because I can't think of much to say. Life's been pretty boring around here.

I'm still trying to get my house organized. I'm still trying to lose weight. I'm still trying to get caught up on my laundry. All three of those seem like never-ending projects.

Hopefully something exciting will happen this week. Otherwise I might have to do something goofy, like park my truck in front of my crazy neighbor's house and go in my house and peek out the window and watch her stand on her front porch in her bright red terrycloth bathrobe and stare my truck down for eight hours until I decide to go back out and move it. I'm just kidding. She wouldn't stare my truck down for eight hours. She would just stare it down for two hours and then come over to my house and tell me I have to move it because she has company coming over. Then I would go move it and her imaginary company would never show up.

Or maybe I could call the authorities on my other neighbors, whose house and yard look like they should be condemned, and point out the marijuana plants growing in their garden. Or I could just threaten to call the authorities unless they give me the antique cookie jar they have decorating their garden because it is the same kind of antique cookie jar I got from my grandma years ago. Maybe I'll just hold their cookie jar hostage until they clean up their house and yard. Since that will never happen, I will get to keep it and I will have a nice set of antique cookie jars.

All this talk about cookies jars is making me crave cookies, so I guess I'd better go to bed so I don't have to think about cookies I don't have but want really, really bad.