Leave Me The Hell Alone on Saturday Morning
This is my time. My wake up when I want - and this could be 7am or 11am or, like today, 10am BB in hand, in exactly the same position I dropped into bed in last night, whatever, don't ask but I know for damn sure it's not to the sound of an unsympathetic buzzer at 555am - do what I want little moment in time. I make a big pot of coffee, the smell of which permeates the entire place, read the Globe cover to cover (okay, okay ... I skim read some and read read the rest) and drink that entire pot of coffee.
Leave Me The Hell Alone on Saturday Morning
I don't want to talk to anyone on Saturday Mornings. I've been talking to everyone all week. Maybe I'll reply to your text or BBM, but please don't call me. Let me catch up on my PVR addictions. Allow me the simple pleasure of being in my well worn, likely have a hole in them pyjamas until absolutely necessary. Let me relish in being non put together.
Leave Me The Hell Alone on Saturday Morning
I'm not a complete sloth on Saturday mornings. I brush my teeth! And I also water my plants, do the laundry, wash dishes and all the other necessary household crap that just needs to get done ... but I meander and dawdle while I do all these things, so the combined effect of my Saturday morning groove and the meandering dawdling way in which I do them is oddly relaxing.
Leave Me The Hell Alone on Saturday Morning
It is completely quiet on Saturday mornings. Aside from when I'm zipping through the PVR, you could hear a pin drop in here. I love silence on Saturday mornings. It aids and abets my relaxed groove. I will admit to sometimes talking to myself on Saturday mornings (okay, other times too) but as the conversations are one sided and never argumentative, they somehow relax me too.
Leave Me The Hell Alone on Saturday Morning
I'm not a complete and utter recluse on Saturday mornings, if you ask me to do something you know I'll go and have a damn fun time while doing this thing, but if I had my way I'd spend every Saturday morning just like this one : puttering around my house in my non matching pyjamas, reading the paper, drinking coffee and watering my plants.
Yes, I'm a weirdo, but I still wish you to Leave Me The Hell Alone on Saturday Morning.
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