This week I am saying So What! If…
* I texted Big A with a giant SOS on Monday telling him how horrible I felt and asked him to take care of dinner. And by the time he came home… I actually felt a lot better, but I took him up on the delicious take out and extra TLC. Sometimes a girl needs to be pampered *
* If I forget to tell Big A to pick something up on the way home and then tell him he forgot it. A) He knows I’m crazy joking and B) It somehow makes me feel better that I forgot we had no half & half and now I can’t drink my morning coffee and I kind of want to cry *
* Sometimes I wonder where the eff we will be getting all of the money for the wedding from? But, then I remember that I have budgeted a reasonable amount, and haven’t included tax returns, bonus $, or snow plowing in that… and then I drink a bottle of wine…and it doesn’t seem to bother me anymore *
* Instead of working on this ginormous project at work, I am writing a SWW post. I only have one tiny thing left to do and I am still waiting for the last part from my boss, so I can’t finish it anyway…plus the thought of proof reading one more report makes me want to stick ice picks in my eyes…(cute picture huh?) *
* Everyone is so excited for Big A and I to have babies…except for me. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m excited…but everyone has a different timeline (including Big A) and the closer we get to it…the more I push it back. There’s no harm in waiting right? I mean… as long as I get a move on before 50…right?! *
* I have this horrible habit of painting my nails constantly and then immediately picking the nail polish off the next day. I know it is gross. I am beginning to think that it is some sort of nervous tick or something… eek! Must. Stop. Picking. Nails. *
* I am still 10 years old in the sense that starting November 1st, I have a countdown to my birthday. It is usually written on every single calendar that I can get my hands on. This year, I am keeping a mental count (42 days) because writing a countdown on your work calendar could seem slightly childish to some…except for the fact that I just paused writing and wrote it down. Ug. I’m hopeless. *
* Yesterday counted down 10 months to the wedding and I feel like I should be SO much more prepared. Sane Me knows that I am quite organized and kicking ass. Freakshow Me… thinks the whole thing should be planned by now. Realistic? Nope. *
* I read an article in Cosmo last month about Serial Killers… and I have been having nightmares ever since. And I’m afraid to go outside at night by myself. And I keep seeing and hearing things. Apparently Serial Killers never seemed real to me until Cosmo did an article on them. Good grief! I want my brain back! *
And that’s all for today. BIG thank you to Shannon for letting me take over her blog for the day. Now, it’s YOUR turn to link up.
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I hate cosmo just for that. The 'real life" article are SCARY!
ReplyDeleteGlad you know I'm not the only one who picks off their nail polsih!
ha! i do the EXACT same thing with my nail polish!
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