All Holed Up

1-21-2006 - 11:11 a.m.

It's hole-up season for me. Even though I know I should want to leave the house, I just can't muster up the motivation to put on a pair of shoes and a bra and actually do it.

My days off have consisted of me making short trips between the computer and the couch. Considering that my apartment is equipped with wireless internet and two laptops, I'm not quite sure why I even bother getting off the sofa to walk to the desktop computer. My attention alternates between Tivo-ed episodes of Project Runway, historical non-fiction books, and online recipes for CrockPot beef stroganoff.

My gym fees are wasted. My laundry piles up. Even my grocery cart is gathering dust, because I've taken to having my groceries delivered. It's not a case of wintertime blues, because I thoroughly enjoy every mintue of this routine. I'm all holed-up with no place to go, and that's just fine with me.

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