i'm growing impatient. mark is sleeping and i have a ton of sh*t to do like...

wash and fluff all bedding
wash all clothes
pick up a few things from the grocery store
prepare mom's room
cook many meals
organize a bazillion songs on my ipod
buy a couple of books and some mags
buy comfortable free flowing clothes
migrate all my bathroom stuff from upstairs to downstairs
pepare my bed (sat)
cut the grass (sat)
weed the garden & pick veggies (sat)
and other stuff...

but all i seem to be doing is procrastinating.