I woke up this morning, as I have for the past month, with Ryan. At 7:00. Normally, this is the time that I go get our coffee, and as Ryan fumbles through his morning routine, I sit up in bed, drink my coffee, and let the time sort of slide by until 8:30, when I get out of bed, put on my workout clothes, pin my hair to my head, and go to the gym in time for the 9:15 class.

This morning, it’s rainy. And, also, the last weekday that I can consider myself unemployed and, therefore, free. So, instead of getting up and going to the gym first thing in the morning, I just laid back down, and dozed for a little while. And then I sat up, drank my coffee, looked at the clock and realized I could still make it to class. And then, I decided fuck it. It’s my last day, people. I don’t know when I’ll be able to lay in bed and be sloth-like next. I decided to enjoy it.

It’s now almost one. I’ve succeeded in eating both breakfast AND lunch in bed. I watched last night’s episode of Grey’s Anatomy. And then I watched the Food Network and Vh1. I’ve played on the internet. I have NOT showered, nor have I even entertained the thought. I’ve been a bum, and I’ve enjoyed it.

And then I tried to sign in to write this very post, and, lo and behold, I had lost my internet connection. After three solid hours of clicking on stuff and generally wasting time on the computer, God or the Unemployment Gods decided I’d done enough, and it was time to get going.

So I sighed, got up, went downstairs, rebooted the router, and settled right back into bed. And logged into WordPress.

But I am going to get up. Because I do have to go to the gym eventually. Because I’m going out to eat a very fatty dinner and drink lots of cocktails tonight. And who knows when I’ll be able to get back to the gym when my new job starts. I may  not make it back to the area in time to go to the gym, and so I must pack in all of my calorie burning NOW, while I still can.

This week has gone by so fast. I remember waking up on  Monday thinking I had five whole days of unemployment left, and wondering what I’d do with all that time. And now I here I am, at the end of my little unemployment journey, and I’m wondering where all the time went. Frankly, I have no idea.

But, anyway, now I’m going to the gym and going to drive around in town, and live the last of my days as a lady of leisure.