As if the endless wonders of the world wide web aren't distraction enough, when your office is your house, or, in my case, my apartment, the everyday distractions are endless. It's amazing all the things you suddenly realize you need to do when you're supposed to be doing something else.
Maybe I should pluck my eyebrows?
Maybe I should check the mail, again.
Maybe I should water that plant, it looks a little dry, no?
Maybe I should go through the closet and see what old jeans would make good cut-offs?
Maybe I should bleach the bathtub? It's been a while, right?
Yes, that’s what I’ll do! I'll bleach the bathtub! Then, I'll have to open every window and door after bleaching the entire bathroom, determine the apartment a bio hazard, leave immediately, and seek shelter at the bar down the street, where the air is much safer and where there happens to be a very reasonable Happy Hour going on.
Genius.
About This Blog
- Lilibet.
- Los Angeles, CA
- Essays, outbursts and observations (often scribbled on tiny little torn out pieces of paper) and yes, sure, actual, real, published work (which you need to click on to make big enough to read, Mom) from a freelance writer named Lilibet who lives in Los Angeles.
