The Day Before

Twas the day before

knee surgery

and all through the house

there were things to be accomplished

yet nothing was getting done.

Baskets of laundry

needing to be washed.

Sheets to be changed

and floors to be vacuumed 

All that was accomplished so far 

was cupcakes picked up and delivered;

episodes of Hart Of Dixie watched

All while thoughts of the surgery repeated in my head.

Apparently I think I am some sort of poet these days,

who can copy "Twas the Night Before Christmas" HA!

It's true though,

the surgery is tomorrow and I have 

a bucket load of things that NEED to get done.

Yet what am I doing?

Watching "Hart of Dixie" on Netflix, and blogging.

procrastinating, really...

I keep telling people that I am excited for the surgery

because let's be honest, surgery means my knee will be fixed.

But I think I am getting more nervous,

than really needed.

Yesterday, I picked off all the finger nail polish on all 10 of my fingers.

Since you aren't really supposed to bite your nails,

I am sure picking nail polish off your fingers can't be very good.

Eventually, 

sometime,

today,

I will get to all the laundry

and the cleaning

and the preparing.

But for now...I think I'll just worry about the surgery a little...