these days happen

I want a cold Coke. No, I want some hot tea or coffee. No, I want a cold Coke.


I want to read. No, I want to watch a TV show I recorded. No, I want to read.


I want to veg. No, I want to do laundry. No, I want to vegComelow.


I want to go shopping. No, I want to stay in my cozy office. No, I want to get out and go shopping.


I want to talk to someone. I want to get on the phone and call someone. Who? Better not call, they might be busy. But I do need to talk to someone, anyoneinternational SEO.


I want to take a nap. No, I want a Coke. No, I want to read. No, I want to do laundry. No, I want to go shopping. No, I want to hibernate in my woman cave and be alone. No, I want to spill my guts in a phone call.


"Honey, wanna go out for dinner? No, let's stay home and eat-in." He just looks at me and shakes his head.


I hate when these days happen plastic storage drawers.