So, I walked into my room last night and looked at my bed and thought, What the heck? Honestly, I shouldn’t be surprised. It’s always the same issue. My mornings look like this: I stare at my closet trying to figure out which type of a mood I’m in. I settle on something and put it on. It feels wrong. I remove it and toss … Continue reading Piles of Books and Clothes
It’s 7pm over on my side of the world. A reasonable hour. I just woke up from a two hour nap. Some people have just gotten through accomplishing things. Don’t you think you’re special. Let me guess, you stopped by the grocery store; you’re making dinner; you’re doing laundry; you’re settling down with a beer or wine or whiskey to your favorite show? I’m groggy. … Continue reading You Trying To Say I Ain’t Superwoman?
I’ve had a problem in my life for a long time now. Well, it’s not really a problem; at least it wouldn’t be if I were wealthy and had oodles of display and storage space. But alas! I am not, and thus I have a problem… I mentioned in a previous post that I’ve always been terrified of becoming addicted to anything. I have a … Continue reading I Like to Feel It In My Hands