That's how I shall describe me doing the noon this week. My sleep schedule is shot all to hades and I have things to do!! I'm a list girl. I love making lists. Lists, lists, lists. I even have a new planner to make it all happen! Except I never follow through to finish everything on them in one day. Sometimes I make the lists knowing I won't accomplish everything today but sometimes I just don't care. I'm horribly sleepy and I still need to go to the gym, return a skirt that didn't fit, a dress that's too matronly, and a gift I bought that I don't need. I also need an oil change badly. Well, not me, but my car. Oh! And cook! How could I forget cook!? I didn't make that taco salad I was supposed to make for the coworker because I just got so tired and church was a bit boring which made me even more tired. It's pitiful.
One of the Steeler.s was there with some chick who was clutching him tightly with her cute thousand-dollar F.endi bag and not cute outfit. Typical Pittsburgh girl. Doesn't know how to MATCH. (Burn) I was mostly annoyed, though by her clutching. We're at church. You already got him and convinced him to come, relax. Sooo not a fan of people who don't know how to act around a man.
I also haven't told the gym guy what happened. I've only seen him once since the date that wasn't and all we said to each other was hi and happy new year. I know, I know. I chickened out and haven't seen him since. Pitiful. So next time I see him, I will explain. 1969 told me I need to fix that. Yes ma'am!! Que sera sera.