All the TV shows are on hiatus, pilot season is over, and the movies won’t start up again until June or July, so I’ve got some idle time facing me.
If I’m very lucky, I’ll get one day a week on a music video or infomercial (cheesy, but they pay well) this time of year, and it’s fine.
I have a list of projects around the house (fix the running toilet, re-do the grout in the kitchen, clean out the closets, write a magazine article that I committed to months ago and haven’t finished yet, replace the hard drive on the laptop if I can find the hard drive I bought and then put, well, somewhere), and the cat’s alternately appreciating the company and wishing I’d go away and stop tripping over her (the crazy beast insists on napping in the middle of the floor, but I’ll fix her. I’ll run the vacuum).
I also rented the DVD of the Penn & Teller show Bullshit. I love those guys, and that show’s great fun to watch. I may have to rent it again.
I also invariably gain a few pounds when I’m working a lot – I can’t go to the gym, and when I’m standing on set I’m eating and not getting any kind of exercise that melts off pounds (wrapping cable is not an aerobic workout), so I suppose I should add “going to the gym at least once a day” to that list.
I’ve been riding the bicycle everywhere since gas is way over $3 per gallon out here, so hopefully that will help me drop some lard (okay, it’s only five pounds, but why does it have to live on my ass?) quick.
The problem is that I like to eat things that aren’t so good for dieting, but I’ve got nothing but time on my hands so I can go to the gym in the morning, and then spend three hours on my bike every day.
Speaking of fattening food, I’m off to a friend’s house to cook Italian, watch Fellini films and drink wine. It’s okay, though. I’m going to walk.