I would make a fantastic Agoraphobe...

I truly believe that if it wasn't for having to go to work, I would never leave the house.  I'd definitely rarely get dressier than sweatpants.  Why bother?

I left work at the customary 5PM on Friday, and I haven't left the house since I got home Friday evening.  I went outside today to help load a few critters into their new owners' car, and took out most of the trash, but that's it.  Shut-ins everywhere would be proud!

I don't know what it is, but I really don't feel like being physically social with people.  What I mean by that is I don't want to put forth the effort to get all gussied (jeans and a t-shirt) up and go out and mingle with humanity.  I really don't.  I have no problem smoking and joking with my friends in WoW over Ventrilo; quite the contrary I talk to everybody in there.  Wow, I might have some serious issues here...

So, as a result, my weekend diet consisted of pop-tarts, fruity pebbles knockoff cereal, hot dogs, and a Di'giorno pizza.  Stuffed crust, no less.  Yeah, I got all fancy this weekend LOL.  I didn't even want to hop in the car and head to a drive-through.  Anti-social?  Probably.  Lazy?  With the exception of taking care of the dogs, cleaning animal cages and going through more crap to toss on the curb, you betcha.

I am looking forward to next Saturday, though, as I'm planning to head to Michigan to look at potential rental property to secure.  I've tossed a dozen or so resumes out thus far, and am looking for even more work; basically if you shoot enough shotgun pellets, something will hit the target.  I'm taking my shepherd-mix with me, primarily so he doesn't pee on my kitchen and/or bathroom floor while I'm gone, but also to get some quality alone-time with him.  He's been shell-shocked since my wife left, and needs to be the center of attention for a day.  He's really a great dog.  Maybe someday I'll post pictures here, but not yet.  I want the reader to be intrigued, not repulsed ROFL.

Anyway, I'm going to sign off and get to bed at an actual decent hour.  It will be nice being rested again going into what promises to be one really excellent week of psychofem bosses freaking out over things they have no control over, then wanting me to fix what I have no control over.  Yeah, good times ahead...