O man, today was a very low point in my life. Although, if you think of it as a good thing to be lazy .. it was a very high point in my life. Very high. The highest peak in the graphics.
And of course you are like:
"Lydia, you must have done something." Well, yes, I did something. I went to the fridge to get cheese, made some toast, put the cheese on it, went back to the couch [or whatever object you can lay down on] and did nothing again.
O! I also threw some clothes into the washing machine. Still it was the most lazy day I've ever experienced.
Right now I'm sitting on my bed, and since we're going to change the entire attic, my bed has been moved next to the window, which I actually love! I can blog a bit and look outside.
Unfortunately the view isn't that spectacular:
The first thing I see when I look outside is the perfectly painted summerhouse of my neighbor, my other neighbors have their clothes hanging outside to dry. I see a piece of the alley our backyard is attached to. I see a lot of plants and hedges. I see six trees. A street, with cars, very old and rusty cars. And there's one shiny one, though it has a very weird green color. I see a slide, and the flag of the town I live in. Cool! But why are they hanging it? I have no clue. Maybe they just love this place [I most certainly don't].
I see a little kid on a tiny-winy bike. I see the sunlit walls and leaves.
And I think I saw the blonde hairs of Vera, who's coming to pick me up! We're gonna have a walk,
to make up for the laziness.