I'm bored this long weekend.
Since the Crotchety Old Lady is out of work, she hangs around the house way too much, and with her out of work, every weekend is a long weekend. How many rounds of "What's That Smell?" can we play?
I need to get her a job. She expects me to entertain her all the time. I do enough directing her in cooking and cleaning around here, now I have to provide recreation. Doesn't she realize that I got stuff to do?
Just Tuesday, she asked what I was planning to do. I said I was going to sit around, watch TV, eat chips, scratch, and play on the computer. She said, "That's what you did Monday."
I told her, "I didn't finish."