This post pretty much describes me every day, but especially today.
The thing is, I have the day off, so it's the perfect time to get things done! So what do I do? I sleep in until noon, obviously. Then, I finally get up and I brush my teeth! That's an accomplishment right there. But then I realize it's like 75 degrees and sunny out, so I get depressed that I've spent so much time in bed.. which causes me to lie down again in depression-clouded defeat. BUT then comes my second wind, so I put on clothes and even throw on some foundation (I know. Crazy, right?) before heading to the grocery store and the bank..
So once I've bought vegetables, eggs and Lactaid milk (not a Poptart or family-sized bag of sour cream and onion Lays to be found!) I start to get cocky. I'm all, "I am the CHAMPION of being a mature adult. I think I'll even get my car washed, work out, read and get my tan on.. all before filling out 500 job applications and taking the dogs to the dog park! Then I'll make a list of all the things I'm going to do every day, that way I'll definitely do them." I come home, put my groceries up, blast some music and get distracted by blogs and Facebook. There goes another hour. But it's okay, because I'm a grown ass woman, so I put on my bathing suit and read by the pool until the mosquitos force me to go back inside.
Pages read: approximately 5
Tan achieved: Casper status
Then I'm hungry and briefly considered going to get some food and remember the responsible vegetable purchases from earlier.. but instead of cooking something fabulous and blogging about it, I hit up Pinterest. OH, hawt lookin' booties! That's what I need. Commence the workout.
When my butt's a burnin' and I'm pretty sure it should look like this..
Current time: 4:23pm.
Food cooked: none
Job applications filled out: zero
Unread e-mails: 366
Car: still disgusting
Hey, at least I made it the the bank and grocery store. And my butt better be sore tomorrow.
A day off in the life of Kensie.
Happy Tuesday, friends.