Like much of America, I’m on the couch watching the USA versus Belgium “futbol match.”

Only I’ve seen this part before.

The game started at 4PM when I was at work. Thanks to live streaming I watched it at my desk while I worked.*cough*

I skipped my after work run because I have stuffs to do around the house. My in-laws will be at my house in 2 days, so I only have tonight and tomorrow to get my house company ready.

When I got home, Jay was watching the match on DVR. He was 25 seconds into the game when I sat down with a bag of chips.

Right now I know the match goes into extra time with no score. Jay does not. Yet here I sit, watching.
Because the alternative is to get up and start cleaning.