Borderline

Sunday found me sitting on the sofa in the same spot I'd occupied Friday night & ALL DAY Saturday, wearing the clothes I went to sleep in. I went back & forth between allowing the Deadwood boxset & a host of horrendously unscary horror flicks babysit me as I graded papers. My eyes eventually crossed & I'm sure white stuff caked in the corners of my mouth. The only move I made toward beautification was removing my scarf & I DID brush my teeth. The only times I got up were to relieve myself & to throw a meal into the mix--leftovers.

This wasn't the punishment at the end my own procrastination. This was procrastination of children recognizing the grading period is over & report cards will be coming out soon. I could've let those paper sit & get to 'em when I do, giving points or not since, technically, I shouldn't be accepting assignments from AUGUST & SEPTEMBER! The kind, generous teacher that I am, I decided they need all the points they can get. So, I sacrificed my weekend; apparently missed out on some late night grilling turned chicken & waffles. I missed a My President Is Black (Fela) party. & I didn't get to see my mother this weekend or make the Green Festival with her & my sister. Over it.

Because of all this weekend dedication, & the anticipation of my upcoming restoration period, I'm tossing ALL non-life threatening responsibilities. If you aren't bleeding, don't call me. If it requires me to do anything other than scroll down, don't send it. If you have a request of my time that involves me driving, cooking, or listening, it's going to have to wait til next week. Hell, posting ends in -ing so me thinks it will be put on hold this week too unless something or someone's antics are just so moving I can't help but type. If you know me & love me at all, you'll respect my wishes. If you don't really know me & just like to drop my "neighborhood," you'll understand why it looks a little deserted this week.

So, before I begin to look like this:

I'm gon' take a break.

Watch me move.