November 5, 2009

I'm too tired to be emo.

So I had this wonderful emo post all planned out for today. You know, those long, reflective, probably annoying posts that I like to write? Yeah, one of those.

But all of a sudden I feel just. so. tired. I can definitely tell it's the end of the week. The house is a mess. My legs are disgustingly hairy. My two favorite pairs of jeans have holes in the crotch. My back is killing me. I think I am developing carpal tunnel from that huge baby I lug around all day. I need a pedicure. Hell, even cutting my toenails at this point would be a drastic improvement. My eyebrows are very quickly reaching caterpillar status. I boiled eggs to make cobb salad for dinner, but now I think we're just going to eat the eggs and be done with it. There's a big stack of papers to go through and probably some bills to pay. I ate a pretzel off the floor tonight while playing with Charlie on his activity mat because it was easier than walking it to the trash can.

So yeah, obviously I'm a hot mess.

A hot mess who's rescued like 15 black cats and given them refuge on her very special FarmVille farm. And who, in her desperate attempt to avoid eating candy the entire month, ate a whole package of Chips Ahoy cookies in 24 hours.

Now that's what I call productivity.


phairhead said...

you've come a looooong way, baby! yr still beautiful to me :D

Myra said...

I love it! My house, and legs are in similar conditions and I have no baby. I can only imagine what it would be like if I did. The thought frightens me. Miss you, fwend.

amber said...

I'm giggling just at the title of the post. Hang in there, the weekend is just around the corner. :)

khairun said...

Boy oh boy, I feel your pain!

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