The never ending cycle I like to call my life.

HoHum.

A new week has begun in the wonderful world of Moe. I am at work, taking a break from trying to look busy. It's not as easy as you would think! I should start working slower, but when you do the same thing day in and day out, you're bound to get faster (and good) at what you do.

So, what is my week looking like so far you ask? (I doubt that you did, but I am bursting to tell you all about the exciting things I've got to look forward to this week!)

Ready? No, me either, but here it goes anyway:

Today
Work
go home
stare in utter amazement at how much of a mess the kids have made in one day
tell the kids to do a ten second tidy
make dinner
eat dinner
do the dishes
finish the laundry
play a game with the rodents
figure out the best way to do the craft I have been working on
drive Jaders back to NOTL
return home
watch the movie "The Boy in the Striped Pajamas"
go to bed.

Tuesday:
Wake up
go to work
post something boring on my blog
do some work
poke around on some blogs
go home
stare in amazement at how much of a mess the kids have made in one day
tell the kids to do a ten second tidy
make dinner
eat dinner
do the dishes
work on a crafting project
go to bed.

Wednesday:
Wake up
go to work
post something boring on my blog
do some work
poke around on some blogs
go home
stare in anger at how much of a mess the kids have made in one day
tell the kids to do a ten second tidy.
make dinner
eat dinner
do the dishes
watch the boob tube
go to bowling
stop by my stalker's house to bore the crap out of her for a while.
go home
go to bed
and so on, and so on...

Oh, I suppose I should note that there will be other meals and trips to the bathroom in there, oh, and on Friday morning I'll take the garbage to the curb, but other than that, it's not likely I'll stray too far off the routine I've described. Life on the edge.

There is nothing exciting planned until Friday night when I go to Deb's for a girl's night.

I am going to end this here and attempt to figure out what I've done with my social life. Well, it really won't be that hard. I guess you're bound to have little to no social life when you find most people bug the crap out of you.

I don't feel like writing anymore so I won't.