Last week, in the midst of the 200,009 things I’d agreed to do in celebration of a time of year I cannot even stand, I said, “This Sunday, Ima sit around and do nothing.”
“Me too,” said Faithful Reader Jan, but not in a Harvey Weinstein kind of way. Jan said this in the comments, I think. Or maybe on Facebook. I can’t remember which. It all blends.
Anyway, that is the genesis of this brilliant collaboration invented by Faithful Reader Jan and me, brought to you by Jan and me, in which we present to you in photos how we did nothing all day yesterday. Photos by Jan and me®.
I should mention that I’ve “known” Jan—and I don’t air quote that because I have known her biblically—since maybe aught seven or eight, when her sister wrote me. I’d recently had an MRI for my disease du jour, and Jan had had a particularly difficult birth. Her sister told me that once Jan awoke from said difficult birth, she asked, “Did June get the results of her MRI?”
I had. I’d had a sinus infection. So Jan and I were much the same when it came to pain and suffering right then.
Anyway I’ve liked her ever since. Who wouldn’t?
So here’s our Sunday of nothing, in which you’ll note one of us did less nothing than another.
As soon as I stir, Edsel gets on the bed with me, should his hips allow. Some mornings I hear him try to buck like a bronco but he can’t quite make it up.
Jan says she almost never gets to lie in bed and watch Meet the Press, but yesterday she did. Also, am big fan of the Jan bedspread. Ooo, and her bedroom door.
Everyone at my house gets let out, pilled, fed and generally tended to, while I make coffee. Then I drink said coffee.
I unload the dishwasher because that doesn’t really count as doing a thing. Besides there are dishes from the day before in the sink. Perk of living alone: Dishes from day before are one plate, one fork and a cup.
More reading, now with cats!
Jan has made it out of her bed and into her living room, but her dog Wilbur has plans for her. News flash: I love Wilbur.
Jan shows me her impressive elf slippers.
I’ve showered and headed out to play Blu with Edsel. When he first got diagnosed with congestive heart failure, I didn’t play Blu with him at all, and walked him like we were each 109. But as the months have ticked by I’ve carefully, carefully, gingerly learned what he can do and now we play Blu for a decent amount of time and he tolerates it nicely. Look how cute his back feets are in that last photo.
Jan is still lounging about. Am a fan of her huge TV. And the pretty wood thingy that divides the rooms.
Meanwhile I get restless. I am going to Chris and Lilly’s for Christmas and I’ve gotten small gifts for their kids, but nothing for them. Try thinking of something to get people who own a store that sells candles, soaps, plants and geegaws for your yard. So I head out to find them something.
Back home (did finally get something for C&L, and 8 million things for self), now with cats!
^^^ Meanwhile, over at House of Jan… ^^^
And that’s it. That was our combined day of nothing, in which I guess I did something, but it’s because I am so full of Christmas cheer.
Today I have to work, then tomorrow I have Christmas plans and then it’s Christmas and I have plans and then it’s the 26th and I have plans and then it’s the 27th and I have plans.
P.S. Thanks, Jan, for participating. Can I just have your house?