This is the week where I can truly take my slacking to a new level. I have done the absolute bare minimum of homework up to this point, and have also started freaking out about my sloth while re-watching old episisodes of Friends and planning home improvement projects. My apartment hasn’t been this clean in a long time, and I’m doing laundry regularly— All in an effort to avoid homework.
So now that it’s officially Spring Break and I can officially slack (or, as some think, get ahead on homework), I’m taking this full on. I have a stack of books and DVDs that I’m going to read/watch for pure pleasure rather than to learn anything; I’m going to run for as long as I want every single day and not feel guilty because I can’t read or research while I’m doing it; and I’m going to paint my front room a lovely shade of light blue.
All of this, coupled with the extra light in the evening, will jump-start my ambition clock, and make me actually do homework for once, not just agonize about that fact that I’m not to the point of giving myself blinding headaches.
Yesterday, I read, ran, did some laundry, and then made home-made macaroni and cheese while listening to This American Life— “Stuff White People Like” living at it’s best, I’d say. Then Gentleman Caller and I had a lovely meal of the aforementioned mac and cheese, salad, vinho verde, and went to pub quiz where we failed miserably due to our atheism and lack of knowledge about Catholic Saints. I say whatever.
Point is, I need this. Regardless of my dim job prospects, for this week only, I’m going to pretend that I’m a grownup.
I think it will be lovely.