Minneapolis Woman Named "Laziest Person In World"

I don't know how I am going to re-adjust to working life in October. I can't even bring myself to complete the two little items on today's to-do list. The only things I can think about doing--maybe--are brewing another pot of coffee (before 2 p.m.), mixing another cocktail (2-6 p.m.), or pouring another glass of wine (after 6 p.m.). Right now my only purpose in life is to (1) feed joLynn's cat; (2) make dinner; and (3) read as many books as I can. Sure, I could clean the Sky Lounge. I could put handles on the wardrobe that Shad so sweetly assembled for me whilst I sipped cocktails and sat on my ass. I could even throw in a load of laundry. But (yawn) why?

No, I'm exaggerating. I did complete a task today. This morning when I was reading on the patio, I noticed that damn city inspector drive slowly down the alley past my house. Then, he backed up, stopped next to my garage for a few moments, and drove off. I called Shad to see what he thought we could possibly be doing wrong this time. Haven't we already paid fines for the retaining wall issue/lack of ground cover/ grass over 8-inches high/ buckets??? He suggested that maybe we had trees growing on the alley side of our garage again. We got a warning about that last year. I sauntered over to inspect. Yessirreee, we are cultivating a nice little forest on that slab of concrete between the garage and the alley. How does that happen? Why is this slab of concrete so fertile whilst my garden is such a sorry mess? Urg. I was grumpy about it all during my afternoon walk and I decided to return to the house via alley, where I noted that at least half the people on our block have trees or high weeds growing beside their garages. Groan. I pulled out our tree-trimming shears and went to town on the concrete-slab-forest. I didn't finish it though. Some of those trees have gotten big. Like, I might need to borrow our neighbor's chainsaw. Anyway, that's enough work for one day. In fact, I might need a nap.