I was scrolling back through some old journal entries yesterday, trying to remember when something took place, and I found this delightful nugget. A triple-sentence gem of a paragraph to inspire you all:
"I am trying to be a less bitchy and judgmental person.
But not really. I'm not trying that hard."
I'm thinking of having note cards printed with that sentiment.
Speaking of trying but not really trying, has anyone had trouble getting out of bed in the morning since this whole "autumn" situation started taking place? Holy. Nuts. It's like I've got lead coursing through my veins. And by 9:00 at night, I'm lying on the couch drooling.
Maybe I'm just boring myself to death.