Matt and I are kind of like zombies today. Not in an insatiable desire for human flesh kind of way, just in a lay around and do NOTHING all day kind of way. More on that first kind of zombie later, though.
I woke up this morning with horrible cramps, so I opted out of going to church and instead went back to bed with Advil and a heating pad until noon. Then I felt a lot better. We did get up then, but I can't say we have anything the least bit productive to show for our day. We're both still wearing our pajamas-- and it's 6:33pm. Yup. Zombies. I finally convinced Matt to brush his teeth about an hour ago and that felt like a major accomplishment. Trust me. It needed to be done. It's super cold and windy outside, which majorly discouraged us from wanting to get dressed and go do anything...hence a nice day inside in our PJs.
Yesterday evening I decided to DVR the AMC marathon of The Walking Dead (Seasons 1 and 2). We've never seen it before, but I know it's popular and it seemed like it'd be at least DVRing to see if we liked it. Last night we watched the first 2 episodes and today we polished off the rest of season 1. It's really good. It's also really creepy. It reminds me of Lost in a lot of ways, so whenever I start getting freaked out I just try to remind myself that if I could handle Lost for 6 seasons, I can handle this. Although on Lost they didn't go around sledgehammering people's (zombie's) brains out and rubbing zombie intestines all over themselves...so maybe it's not exactly the same.
I must say, though, that watching post-apocalyptic shows like this causes you to reflect on yourself and what kind of person you would be in a situation like that. As much as I'd like to think I'd be gangbanging through zombie-overrun Atlanta with my rifle...seriously, I think I'd have been one of the ones that chickened out at the beginning. No way. I was not cut out for that sort of thing. I'd have stayed in the CDC building at the end of Season 1 with the doctor and Jacqui, I'm almost certain of that. Not sure what that says about me as a person, other than I'd rather die instantly in an explosion than be attacked by zombies and then become one and try to kill my family. Just a little self-reflection there.
Matt and I both have tomorrow off (furlough day for my county; Matt took the day off so that I wouldn't be lonely), so I'm sure we'll finish up Season 2 so that we're watching the show live with the rest of the world now. We have tons of other exciting plans, too (haha). At 11:00 we have appointments to go donate plasma-- FUN TIMES, right? And at 3:00 we have a phone consultation with an adoption law firm. I know, we really know how to party it up on a day off.
Now that the world is caught up on my SUPER EXCITING AND AWESOME LIFE, I think I'll go sneak up on Matt in the dining room and pretend to be a zombie. Cause that's how I roll. Peace!