It's Friday night. I have support letters to finish, a rough draft of my life story to start, a garage full junk that needs organized or thrown out, and my neighbor let me borrow District 9 a week ago and I want to watch it. Also, I have to poop. Not on my official "To Do" list, but it's on my mind, so I thought I'd throw it in.
Let's prioritize:
Supporty McLettertons... I won't be getting any support from anyone until I get those letters out and it's sort of weighing on my mind a lot more than it should be, so I need to finish them so I can let it go. Getting them done will activaith my faith, which is a phrase I will be marketing soon. You will see it on t-shirts and bracelets within the next three months and, if all goes well, embroidered on a fluorescent-green fanny pack by the end of summer.
The garage de-cluttering... I've already done this once... maybe twice... this year. It's become something I really enjoy and it helps me relax. I liken it to a man with two fingers trying to tie his shoes. It might get done, but it gets undone way quicker.
Rough draft of my life story... "When I was born, I was just a baby. I ate a lot and thirty-two years later I'm a man. I have God to thank for that." Done.
District 9... I'll watch it while I'm doing the support letters... No, that won't work. If I do that the letters won't get done. I'll watch it on the big TV in the garage... No. I'll end up sitting down in one of the big chairs out there and the garage won't get clean. I'll watch it while I'm writing the rough draft of my life story... No, it's too late for that.
I'll watch it later. Just... sometime later. Maybe while I'm pooping. (I like to take my time in the bathroom. It's my "No-Stress Zone.")
But for now, the most pressing order of business is to make a couple of peanut-butter and jelly sammitches for a couple of hungry kids.
Thank you,
Matt Beers
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