I know that I'm sick of freezing my butt off.
I know that I'm over the World Cup and soccer altogether.
I also know that this is unfortunate for me when I'm surrounded by soccer obsessed males.
I know that I was rather interested to hear that Mr 10 and 5 are both 'quiet achievers' at their parent/teacher interviews.
I know that they are both rarely quiet at home.
I know that I've been called a 'quiet achiever' many times.
However, I still don't know what I was supposed to be quietly achieving.
I know that I need to start packing for our brief road trip next week.
I know that I hate packing.
I know that as I type this ABBA's Knowing Me, Knowing You started playing in my head.
I know that this clearly confirms my sophisticated and cutting edge taste in music.
I know that I could spend the next 6 hours washing up, such is the state of my kitchen.
I know that I'd rather do almost anything BUT the afore-mentioned washing up.
I know that this is the only reason that you are being subjected to this rather scintillating post.
I know that it was a relief that the school holidays have started today.
Conversely, I also know that it was damn shame that there was no sleep-in forthcoming as we had to be at soccer early.
I know that as a result of the above I feel like I could sleep for the next decade. Instead I have to pack and prepare to go away to Port Macquarie on Monday.
I know it will be worth it when we get there.
I know that all I will want to do, once there, is read, sleep and eat.
Meanwhile, I know the boys will constantly whinge that they're bored.
I know that we haven't been to Port Macquarie for at least 10 years when Mr 12 was toddling around. Now he is about to become a teenager. Hold me.
I know that it's seriously time to log off the Internet when I'm taking a Which Little Miss Character are you? quiz. Related: apparently I am Little Miss Wise.
See, I knew I was a genius. Those quizzes are eerily accurate and sound, right?
I know that thinking I'm a genius because of a quiz probably proves the opposite. It just proves that I'll do anything to procrastinate. Little Miss Later, more like. As in: I'll get to that later.
Then again, does this prove that I am, indeed, wise? Because, as the saying goes: why do today what you can put off until tomorrow? Or something...
I know, I know, I'm just procrastinating. But you have to admit, I'm a genius at it. I know, right?
Okay, time to find one hundred more ways to procrastinate.
Maybe later. Can you procrastinate at procrastinating? I know I probably can. There was no need to put the word probably in that sentence. Ahem.
Over and out.
Linking up with Ann at Help!! I'm Stuck! for Things I Know.
Are there any other ways to procrastinate?
I really am a genius, aren't I?