Saturday
After my crazy ass watched the movie on Friday night, I got so little sleep that I felt like the "walking dead". But, when I woke up at 9:30 because of the kid, (I know, 9:30, I have the easiest kid on the world - who is also learning how to use the remote and turn on his own damn cartoons, this is unfortunate though, when we want him to turn it off, cause now he can turn it back on - We have had to confiscate the remote.) I knew that trying to nap on the couch while listening to those damn cartoons would be pointless. I will either have some weird ass dreams, or I will start thinking about those ghosts in my house again.
So, instead I decided I needed a bath. Which was nice. I read my magazines and sat in my small ass tub. Who needs to have their full leg covered anyways?
This all culminates in my quest for shaved legs. Right about when my legs start to fall asleep I think, ok, now is the time to shave them. Why now? Because I don't want to feel when I cut the hell outta my leg.
So, I shave and decide to wash my hair. So, I start the shower and realize that I really can't hear shit and I am convinced that when I have to shut my eyes, I am gonna open them and SHE will be there. My poor kid, every time he made a little noise, I was like, what was that? What are you doing?, Quit freaking me out.
Then I go shopping, where I spend 200 dollars on ridiculous crap. Now is the time, while I (kinda) have the money, but damn, I didn't expect to spend 200 dollars. The Swiffer was 20 dollars, and no I don't need a Swiffer, but I Fucking NEED a swiffer. I went home and then tried to nap for a little. Which is of course when people call me. Thank you guys for trying to get me outta the house, but I was so tired and after spending my 200 dollars, I was afraid to go anywhere, where I could spend more money.
I still bought Taco Bell and a bottle of liquor. Yummy vanilla rum. Poor BF, he came back soaking wet after riding his bike there and back.
I have yet to do any real cleaning. But, I have more motivation after I bought so much cleaning shit. So, hopefully girls, I won't scare you all away. I did convince my boss that I NEED to get off early Friday so that I can clean and make myself presentable. Don't know how early yet. Depends on how much time I can make up.
So, instead I decided I needed a bath. Which was nice. I read my magazines and sat in my small ass tub. Who needs to have their full leg covered anyways?
This all culminates in my quest for shaved legs. Right about when my legs start to fall asleep I think, ok, now is the time to shave them. Why now? Because I don't want to feel when I cut the hell outta my leg.
So, I shave and decide to wash my hair. So, I start the shower and realize that I really can't hear shit and I am convinced that when I have to shut my eyes, I am gonna open them and SHE will be there. My poor kid, every time he made a little noise, I was like, what was that? What are you doing?, Quit freaking me out.
Then I go shopping, where I spend 200 dollars on ridiculous crap. Now is the time, while I (kinda) have the money, but damn, I didn't expect to spend 200 dollars. The Swiffer was 20 dollars, and no I don't need a Swiffer, but I Fucking NEED a swiffer. I went home and then tried to nap for a little. Which is of course when people call me. Thank you guys for trying to get me outta the house, but I was so tired and after spending my 200 dollars, I was afraid to go anywhere, where I could spend more money.
I still bought Taco Bell and a bottle of liquor. Yummy vanilla rum. Poor BF, he came back soaking wet after riding his bike there and back.
I have yet to do any real cleaning. But, I have more motivation after I bought so much cleaning shit. So, hopefully girls, I won't scare you all away. I did convince my boss that I NEED to get off early Friday so that I can clean and make myself presentable. Don't know how early yet. Depends on how much time I can make up.
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