msfledermaus | What to do, what to do...?

My first day of vacation is chugging along nicely. I had breakfast, fed the Bunneh, who is now lolloping around the bedroom. I goofed on the computer. I tidied up the Rainy-Day Craftroom. Soon I will untidy it again with painting and glitter and horrible, shiny things... once I get off the computer...

Actually, I'm trying not to be paralyzed with indecision...there's so much appealing stuff to do! Where to begin?!? I might have to take a census of the voices in my head again...

Rational Me: "All right, people, where do we begin today? Can I get your attention over here, please?" *bangs gavel*

Creative Me: "Ooh, I dunno, there's a painting I want to start, and a new page in the art book I've been playing with, but there's that new yarn I'm almost finished with...it's all so good!!!"

Responsible Me: "Hmmm, I do have to sweep up some hay from the earlier Bunny-Feeding, but after that...wow, you really don't have anything you *have* to do, do you? That's new. I...I don't know what to think about that. *sits down in shock*

Lazy Me: "That means you could just slump out on the couch and watch Youtube videos of bunnies and people making up rude lyrics to songs, you know. You like that..."

Creative Me: "Yeah, like too much. You want to do something better with your time, pour out all that great stuff in your head so other people can see it too! Channel your energies! Feel the warm glow of accomplishment!"

Crazy Me: "Wheeeee!" *runs by with crayons, the hot glue gun, the black paint, the Crayola clay and all the glitter-pens*

Responsible Me: "Oh, THAT isn't good! I'm kinda frightened..."

Creative Me: "Nono, let Crazy get it out of her system, she's been dying to for weeks."

Responsible Me: "But--what if she paints the rabbit in some horrible color? You know it'll take me ages to get the paint out of his fur! It's always ME that does the cleanup around here!! You just let her do stuff like that because she's your favorite sister!"

Creative Me: "That's not true...but it seems like you need a break, too."

Responsible Me: "I think I do. Move over, Crazy--Can you pass me the glitter-glue?"

Crazy Me: "Awwright! Finally you play with me! I thought I'd have to paint mustachios on your face while you slept, just to get you to pay attention to meeeee!" *sticks shiny tiara on Responsible's head*

Responsible Me: "Um...that's a lot of skulls you just made with the Crayola Clay, there."

Crazy Me: "I'm going to stick them onto Captain Emily's locker when I go back to workies! With glitter! And stuff! With eyeballs! Ahahahaha!!!"

Responsible Me: "All right then, but I'm in charge of the safety scissors, okay?..."

And so the morning goes, until it's time for lunch and other wonderful things...