I said to my hiking buddies yesterday that I had to stay at home today because, heck, those raspberries aren’t going to prune themselves!
I lied. I have not even considered going into the garden(except for emptying the compost container). I did make the effort to take a walk with Abby to Jack Point. And I will take her out briefly again this afternoon – and I did clean my boots and wash and re-waterproof most of my outdoor gear. I did also bathe Abby with real soap because she rolled in something dead and slimy on the beach. But I think that will do it.
I have been very lazy the rest of the day – without feeling any guilt whatsoever. That said, I do want an epic hiking weekend next week.
Meanwhile, it’s my big annual indulgence: the Academy Awards! Yes, yes, yes – this is one of my foibles – and I don’t care who knows. I want to watch the red carpet, the opening monologue, the awards – the laughter, the tears – the fake smiles – etc. etc. I have not seen all the nominated movies, nor will I. One look at the trailer of Birdman is enough to tell me I won’t be watching it.
I want movies that tell great stories. I know I will love The Theory of Everything, but I really haven’t had the time to watch it since it came out on iTunes. I watched Boyhood and was vastly bored most of the time. I want plot dammit – not a pseudo documentary that goes basically nowhere. I know I go against the critics and I don’t care.
But enough about that. It’s just going to be a terrific day – end of story.