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I am home from work this morning waiting for some dude to repair our riding lawnmower.

I know. Push mowing is more exercise. But we have a big yard. And it’s uphill. Both ways. And the riding lawnmower has a cupholder for a cold beer. And…

I know. Shut up.

Any old hoo, I got up early to make sure I was showered and ready for the day BEFORE dude was ever scheduled to be here. Funny thing is that whenever you are prepared for someone to show up first thing? They don’t.

Three hours later, no repair dude.

So, since technically I am working this morning, I have checked e-mail, wrote a professional blog (yeah, I get paid to write another blog. Crazy, huh?) updated my social networks statuses, both personal and professional (I know…I get paid to do that too. Kick me in the junk the next time I whine about my shitty job) and drank an outrageous amount of coffee.

Right now my heart is ready to run the Indianapolis 500 and I think I could clean my entire house from top to bottom but what I’d really like to do is mow the lawn, but well, that, as I’ve said, is a problem.

So now I am making a list of things to do while I continue to wait for this crazy hippie to get our riding lawnmower back in action.

The entire list is pretty sedentary, which could explain why I have an ass the size of a loveseat.

1. Start reading a new book: I have more titles in my Kindle than I will likely ever read. Next up is “Eat Pray Love” which I need to read before the Julia Roberts movie comes out next month. That way I can whine ferociously about how the movie is nowhere near as good as the book. It’s what I do.

2. Catch up on my magazines: I have three months worth of Food and Wine just begging for me to drool on them. There are no calories in reading about food. I know. I checked.

3. Clean out my Google mail account: How in the hell did I accumulate over 1,000 messages in two weeks? No one likes me that much.

4. Read blogs: I follow a lot of bloggers on Twitter and on Facebook. I love to read these blogs. I hardly ever have time to read more than one a day while at work. OK, on some days, maybe two. Until recently when work like asploded all over my face, maybe three.

I know. Shut up.

5. Write on my own blog: Since this is the second post in a single day, when I hadn’t posted in like 11 billion days before, you can see what moved its way up to the top of the list.

Are you as bored as I am? Thought so.

I know. I’ll shut up now.