It's Really Getting Old

I'm over it.  The blue painter's tape has got to go.  I think it's started to silently mock me.  Now, I just need to decide if I am going to paint or just take it down.  Either way? I win. ;)  You know what else is getting old?  Our mattress.  I'm ready to retire that sucker right along with the tape.  I think I am getting restless.  I need a new adventure.

Fine! I'll dust you already...*sigh*

So, my day was exciting. *read with dripping sarcasm*  I just couldn't get motivated after a restless night.  Lack of sleep does me no good.  I really wanted to take a nap but never got around to it.  How lazy is that?!?  So, while lying on my bed watching t.v. (if you know me at all you realize that most days I couldn't care less about whether or not the darn thing works, unless of course, it is to watch a rerun of Criminal Minds with Becca.)*wink*  I noticed that my ceiling fan needed to be swiffered. YEA! *more sarcasm*  So I managed to work up enough energy to do some dusting.  Once I finished I promptly returned to my prone position.  Here is an image of my fan.