If there's a hell for bad homemakers, I'd be smelling brimstone right now
Instead of washing dishes when I came home last night, I sat down and played four rounds of Boggle with
shadowdaddy, knowing full well I wouldn't have time to deal with them again until, oh, likely Saturday morning. My punishment was being beaten four times in a row by a good margin.
I'll continue the self-flagellation by walking in to work, knowing that it's going to make me late, because it's sunny outside and my company's fuXXor3d release process means there's nothing for me (or my team) to test today.
I'll continue the self-flagellation by walking in to work, knowing that it's going to make me late, because it's sunny outside and my company's fuXXor3d release process means there's nothing for me (or my team) to test today.