Take a shower, get dressed, pack clothes for the weekend, assemble Flea's new carseat, feed the cats and bird, get on the freeway, and drive to my mom's house.
What I want to do:
Lie on the couch in my pajamas with the cats cuddled up next to me with a bag of popcorn and a bottle of beer, watching cheesy DVDs until I fall asleep.
I hate it when I don't get to do what I want to do.
