What I Meant to Do This Weekend, and What I Did Instead
What I meant to do: Clean my apartment.
What I did instead: Watched Bjork’s biophilia performance on the Colbert Report and wondered whether I would look good in a dress that resembles a balloon animal.
What I meant to do: Go grocery shopping.
What I did instead: Ate half a jar of blackberry jam with a spoon.
What I meant to do: Re-activate my online dating profile.
What I did instead: Typed up a bulleted list of snarky things I would like to say to the guy who dumped me three weeks ago.
What I meant to do: Spend some quality time with friends.
What I did instead: Spent four hours catching up on Downton Abbey.
What I meant to do: Buy a new pair of gloves.
What I did instead: Rode my bike thirty minutes to the movie theater where I’m positive I left my pair of generic black gloves two weeks ago. Demanded a thorough search of the lost-and-found box even though the theater was technically closed.
What I meant to do: Submit an essay to a literary magazine.
What I did instead: Realized Gotye kind of looks like Mr. Slim Goodbody in his music video for “Somebody I used to know.” Wondered whatever happened to Mr. Slim Goodbody.
What I meant to do: Unclog the sink.
What I did instead: Looked up “organic methods for unclogging sinks” online, then took a nap.
– Katie Godfrey