It’s always like a little holiday, especially for me, since I eat bon-bons all day and watch soap operas (rather than get thrown up on by homeless dudes and deliver babies in moving vehicles like my sugar daddy). I wish there was a “you’ve got mail!” sort of notification that would play once that direct deposit goes through. Ah, yes. Money.
Usually, payday is my very most favorite of days because I get dolled up, go get a Sonic drink, run my errands and do my grocery shopping. Since we will be in Texas basically all week next week, I don’t need to grocery shop (soup and sandwiches until Saturday, y’all!). And I ran most of whatever errands might come up last week. So now what? I think I’m going to go to Wal-Mart (Ooo! Or Sam’s!) just for good measure. In fact, yes, Sam’s, because I want the cheapest gas possible. So, make-up, Sonic, Sam’s…. What else? I could do some chores. No, no. Let’s not get crazy. This is Out of The House Day. Maybe… Dollar Tree? For Shampoo. And… You know what, I am going to go to the mall! I honestly never think to. Like, ever. But we have a perfectly fine (albeit tiny) mall across the street from Sam’s. It’s perfect for walking laps while you window shop. I always get a bit of a rush passing all the other mall walkers. Move over, grandpa! Better grease that prosthetic hip for next time! Excellent. So, make-up, Sonic, Sam’s,
Dollar Tree (no, scratch that, I don’t need shampoo that bad), mall. Boo yah! This day just got awesome.
Oh yeah, people call me The Hausewife. Um, ok, wifely things…
- Laundry (done! Boom!)
- Unload dishwasher
- Reload dishwasher
- Put away all the clothes I folded yesterday but then started watching Steel Magnolias on WE then got tired and went to bed
- Pick up the kitchen
- Make lists of:
1) everything we need to bring to Texas
2) everything/one we need to do/see in Texas
3) groceries to buy upon our return because Yaya’s leftovers only
go so far
There. Chores. Everyone happy? Fantastic! Happy (possible) Payday to you all!