why do i try to reason in my half awake stupor of sleep in the mornings. i always seem to have the best logic (or so i convince myslef of this) right when the alarm clock is going off and i think to myslef "oh, yeah, sure i've got enough time to hit the snooze button one more time, maybe even three more snoozes". and lo and behold, there i am, with a little bit more capability of good reasoning, with not enough time to get ready for work, jumping out of bed yelling touretically, "fuck, fuck, fuck, shit, shit, shit". oh, how i wish i were a morning person. even when i do get up two hours before work, i somehow still manage to waste that time away and eventually barely just make it to work on time.... time management- oh you are nemesis - and yet i yearn to learn your hidden sacred ways. i'm convinced that if i knew how to manage my time there would be so many things i would have under my belt by now. such as - oh, i don't know, that fucking faux fur lined black wool pea coat i bought all that fabric for TWO years ago that is all cut out and ready to be sewn and is sitting in my closet. and all last winter i refused to buy a coat because i was convinced i would finally finishing sewing this one and it would be so much better than any coat i could ever buy. and here it is winter again - and where's my coat??
on a much lighter note - thank you everyone who has already given me such sweet words and welcomes - you have rocked my last week or so. thanks.
have a fabulous friday for all of you that don't work crappy retail jobs or any other miscellaneous non-9to5 job and are going to be working all weekend.
on a much lighter note - thank you everyone who has already given me such sweet words and welcomes - you have rocked my last week or so. thanks.
have a fabulous friday for all of you that don't work crappy retail jobs or any other miscellaneous non-9to5 job and are going to be working all weekend.
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semi-related: i bought a peacoat today, but it's not as rad as yours (will be).
two - you run-on sentence summed up my feelings to the t.
three - unfinished projects are my forte. whether it is the picture frame made from a hubcap or the clay relief christmas card for my mother, i always start projects and forget to finish them. why? i cannot say. it is not as if i work a full time job, or that i have so many other commitments and responsibilities. it is just that i am too scatterbrained.