I've been cat-sitting for my friends this week. It's been nice. I don't have cable TV, so it feels thrilling to be able to watch USA or HGTV for a few hours...I snuggle up with the cats (Pssst and Steve) and draw and relax and it's just a nice change of pace from my normal routine. Since I'm there with no one to judge me, I drop all my stuff on the floor in piles and place myself on the couch for hours at a time. It's not that I necessarily need to watch a Punk'd marathon...it's just that normally I don't have the opportunity. This weekend was like a tiny glimpse into what it would be like if I lived alone...I seriously think I might watch TV all day. Not to mention the cats - it's like I became an honorary crazy cat lady! If my life ever turns into a steady routine of nothing but TV and cats, please find me and have an intervention (kind of like Liz Lemon's friends did on 30 Rock this week.)
But for one week...for one restful, guilt-free, relaxing week, I think it was just what I needed.