
So far, in 2013, I have:
- Cleaned my house
- Re-cleaned my house
- Stared at the open fridge for an innumerable amount of hours
- Stared at my laptop for an innumerable amount of hours
- Eaten a few lemon bars
- Ordered new yoga pants and raided J. Crew (sales, people; sales)
- Wandered around aimlessly
- Downloaded some new music for my “to-the-death!” workouts, which begin next week
- Joined Twitter/become fascinated by Twitter in the way that cats are fascinated by those laser pointer things
- Attempted to write approximately 15 different posts
- Successfully written zero posts.
That’s right, everyone; the holidays have done me in (temporarily.) It’s almost comical how much I can’t form a complete sentence. My photos look like they were taken by a drunken sea turtle. I blame my OCD-ish need for a schedule; my mom and my sister came in for Thanksgiving, then left, then came back again for Christmas and New Years. Between visits, I ran around finishing up decorating, present-obtaining, and wrapping. That’s like a whole month without my routine intact. Do you know what that does to a person who likes to do the same exact things every day? Continue reading →
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