Okay, here's the plan. Procrastinate until I'm desperate and then run like a bat out of hell. Don't get excited, I think it's my normal plan. I need a new one. It's raining, I wanted to go to the Ann Arbor Art Shows today and didn't - poop. It's not raining there until tonight. Okay, so the new plan is to go tomorrow, but the husband (I get formal when he's annoying) says, "and how are we going to pay for this?". Uh, dunno - don't care - car is full of gas - I have credit - I can make sandwiches to take - WHATEVER (insert your own Valley Girl tone right here!). He doesn't mean any of it, he just doesn't want to be on the road that much. It is a day trip plus. Suck it up big boy, we're going.
Then there is the rain - I need to torch. I'm not ready for the Gathering bead bazaar. I never am. And why aren't I, you ask. Because..........I procrastinate. What a cycle.
Maybe I should just ask Trudy to go. She likes trips and doesn't care how long they are. She's always up for them. She'd like the art show too! Lots of people to fuss over her. She's a show-off. She was a champ on our Chicago journey - and she loves Sonic french-fries. Hmmmmm, maybe we should take a car trip today today. That's the photo of our last trip to Pet Smart. She's a ham, enjoys trying on things, and mugging for the camera.
Am I done procrastinating now? - - - probably not - - - maybe if I go get dressed. Maybe if I put Trudy's bunny ears on. I wonder what movie's are on...........