It’s going to snow this weekend. Snow a lot. Like, blizzard amounts.
I’m so grumpy about it.
So, even if I had some other fun and exciting plans, my new plan is to sit on the couch, drink copious amounts of tea and honey-lemon water, read, and watch The X-Files (I have to catch up!). I’m definitely not going to be going outside unless I absolutely have to. Nope, not a chance.
Basically, I’m planning to do nothing.
The Dude and I have a term for days like that: Days of Nothing. (We’re super original, I know. Try not to be jealous.) They’re really just days where we stay in, have no real plans, and mostly just… hang out. Generally, I don’t find them boring at all. Instead, they’re great ways to recharge.
I’m pretty good at finding ways to amuse myself, even if they’re low-key or solitary. One of the perks of being an only child, I guess. I’m rarely bored. I mean, I guess Days of Nothing could be boring, depending on what there was around or to do. Here’s some things that would make them boring:
- Sports. The only surefire way for me to sleep is to have a baseball game on. I get in lots of good naps in the spring and summer…
- Eating the same food over and over. I love eating and trying new things, so having to just eat a handful of things would drive me crazy.
- Forgetting to bring a book. Long car or plane rides can be a bit monotonous if I don’t have something to read. Luckily, my Kindle fits nicely in all of my purses…
What bores you?