Today, I did yard work. I hate yard work. More than almost anything. I figure, God made the outdoors and stuff, he can take care of it. Either that, or give me a man to do it for me. If I have to do the baby-birthing thing some day, the least he can do is some freaking yard work.
Anyways, I did yard work. I mowed the lawn, sprayed for weeds and cut the hedges.
Then I came inside and totally rearranged the livingroom. We will have to see how it goes. The couch is on the other side of the room and the TV is across from the window. The light might mess with the TV watching.
Okay... I have nothing left here.