Do What You Want To Do

The beautiful roses in bloom in my backyard.

Baby is sleeping.  She's been tired a lot lately - lots of activity, the heat and not sleeping well at night.  I'd love to go run right now, but alas it's only 8am.  I feel that out of respect for my neighbor, who shares a wall with my house, I should wait until at least 9am.  The treadmill is in a part of the house that isn't at all attached to them - it's in the extension - but I'm sure some noise and vibration gets through.  So here I sit.   I want to run.  But I can't.  I should probably go shower and get dressed.  But I don't want to.  I kind of want to online shop.  But I won't.

I did have a production meeting/read-through for a project I'm working on.  And once again, I'm going to be put in a pretty dress and locked in a cage, and tortured and abused.  Yup, it's a suspense/horror.  Why do I do this to myself?  Oh right, I love acting.  Boy am I dumb!