Tuesday, August 09, 2005

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.


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