Today we are having some strangers over for dinner. Okay, not strangers. I haven't met them. Ryan knows them.
We are making pizzas with my perfected olive oil crust that for which I have to make the dough. Before I make the dough, I need to tidy the kitchen. It will take 10 minutes to do this and 10 minutes to make the dough. I have Morning Edition queued up and ready. Why can I not get off the couch to do this 20 minutes of not very difficult, somewhat enjoyable* work?
*I like cleaning my kitchen because it is semi-instant gratification for very little output. Kind of like making my bed. Which I haven't done yet either!!