Because of the late night, there was so much fear in
oversleeping (despite the alarm) that I awoke 40 minutes before the alarm and then couldn’t get back to sleep. A fine howdoyado there. So hell…up I am. My earworm this morning were Anything-Chris-Robinson. That man’s voice has its own
soul. I love it.
Work was fine. I was
not as tired as expected but also not
as “perky” as usual. Still, the descent continues….14
days:84 hours.
I was planning on coming home and getting paperwork
completed, yet I ended up trying to nap, instead. It didn’t work, there were too many “gottas”
in my head. I am
feeling somewhat of a complacency issue taking place. Rather than coming home and getting to work
on my one day “off” after work, I rebelled by not doing anything. Anarchy against Self at its laziest.
I am struggling with this 20 pounds of snuggle material my
boobs and belly are holding onto. I realize
the last few years have been busy and stressful, in a number of ways, but the
time is over. I must stop sabotaging
myself and stop this ridiculous love affair with nachos. NONE of them are as good as La Bodega, in my
opinion, and I am constantly left wanting every time. Nachos really are my heroin and it’s time to
break the cycle. NA has taken on a whole
new meaning for me. <wink>
The reason I bring
up these little bastards of melted
goodness is because I visited my dealer again today (I got a kid’s burrito as
well ,what a disappointment). I went in
a daring manner – without a bra on, since every time I get home the clothes
come off, unless kids are here. I’m not
sure why I feel the need to state that each time…they’ve
both seen me naked before, for Chris’sakes and I don’t have anything that special. Still, I felt the need to go bra-less in preparation for living in Europe. OF COURSE there
were some kids from my school there (first time ever that I’ve noticed, but
then there is a big UM/ElDo game today).
I did well in using my arms effectively to bloke any horrible Came home
and like I champ, I ordered TWO graduation robes/hoods/tassles, etc. I suck. Looking forward to another hectic, travel-y
weekend.
Pictures: High school love; Even in the wind, the Beauty remains.
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