Remember my really keen idea about getting a bunch of shit done yesterday? Fail. Instead of doing anything I had a hearty dinner of bacon and onion fried perogies with heaps o’ sour cream (delicious!) shortly afterwards I feel into a deep carb coma. So when other people are watching tv or spending time with their loved ones, I was asleep at 7:00pm. I slept on the couch until 10:30pm and then I talked to my husband for 20 minutes when he got home. After I brushed my teeth, I went to bed and slept peacefully until 5:30am and I then worked my ass off, hopefully, at bootcamp.
What a waste of an evening. I must have been tired. I guess there’s always tomorrow (or tonight, I guess) to get something, anything done.
