Quite Possibly the Most Boring Post Ever

Things have been quiet here on the old blog because, frankly, I've had nothing to say. Life has been incredibly uneventful here at the Ha house.

I've decided to proceed with this painfully boring post in an effort to give my three loyal readers what they crave... more mundane details of my life. What can I say, I aim to please.

I have been rising uncharacteristically early this week, something that I normally don't enjoy. However on two separate mornings, I was able to catch a glimpse of the glowing orange ball of fire, formerly known around these parts as the sun. It was a rare treat to see it rise in the east before quickly disappearing behind a large bank of rainclouds.

We could really use a few days of good old fashioned sunshine here in Tennessee. The near two straight weeks of rain have caused my boy's skin to look even whiter than usual. To be honest, I didn't think that it was possible.

Thankfully, I had enough sense to call our favorite lawn guy to come mow this week. It was much more pleasant to watch him zip around the yard in the rain than it would have been to do it myself. I consider it money well spent.

Since the lawn didn't require my attention, I had sufficient time to do a literal mountain of laundry, steam clean the carpets and paint the laundry room. I am officially the most boring person on earth.

In other news, I spent a fun-filled hour at the local laundromat washing the dog's bedding. I absolutely refuse to wash the thing in my machine at home. I have no doubt that all the hair would clog the drain and I would end up having to call a plumber to come clean it out. I prefer to clog the laundromat's drain as opposed to my own.

The facility is fairly nice, as far as laundromats go, and was virtually empty. I was able to use the quiet time to finish one of the three books that I was in the process of reading. The only drawback was having to touch all of the grimy buttons and knobs.

As I mentioned previously, I am on a bit of a hand sanitizing kick. With an exciting life like this, I simply can't afford to catch the flu. My days are filled with dozens of activities that once seemed so simple. Now, because of my neurosis, I am having to apply sanitizer to my hands constantly throughout the day.

Make a deposit at the bank... sanitize. Run a few copies... sanitize. Go to the grocery store... sanitize. Volunteer in the office at the boy's school... sanitize, sanitize, sanitize.

At this rate, the skin on my hands will have all fallen off by next Tuesday. Does that mean I can stop using hand sanitizer?