She's Super Freaky
It's not even 11 am and I've already finished eating my lunch. Good thing that my pre-evening class dinner is only 6 hours away.
With extremely easy-going guests in town this week I realize how very non-easy-going I've become. I can't imagine not knowing what I'm going to eat for dinner the next 5 days or when I can do laundry or exactly where I'm going to sleep tonight. I need my fruit in the morning and balanced meals for lunch and dinner. Sleep a night without my luggage or without clean sheets? Don't even mention going a few hours without a shower in the morning.
Yes, I'm a persnickety control freak at the ripe old age of 32. Admitting it is half the battle.
It's not even 11 am and I've already finished eating my lunch. Good thing that my pre-evening class dinner is only 6 hours away.
With extremely easy-going guests in town this week I realize how very non-easy-going I've become. I can't imagine not knowing what I'm going to eat for dinner the next 5 days or when I can do laundry or exactly where I'm going to sleep tonight. I need my fruit in the morning and balanced meals for lunch and dinner. Sleep a night without my luggage or without clean sheets? Don't even mention going a few hours without a shower in the morning.
Yes, I'm a persnickety control freak at the ripe old age of 32. Admitting it is half the battle.
posted by Tricia at 10:50 AM
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