In my defense, I thought the world was going to end December 21st and I needed to live it up the last 6 months of my life.
My student loan company received a similar explanation as to why my payment was "late".
So. Here we all are. Still.
Good Lord, I don't even know where to start. How about here: the main reason I even remembered I have a blog, much less that I used to actually write stuff for it, is mother-effing Pinterest. I know, I know! I STILL have issues with Pinterest, but for the last two weeks I've been getting emails of "Hey You!
BUT. I will say, that I have now been
So yeah, that's pretty much why I am back to banging away on the ol' keyboard in the hopes of avoiding therapy. Or being committed. Or medicated.
In other news: I quit smoking. And started working out.
I'm pretty sure I'm having some sort of breakdown. (Upon reflection, perhaps I *should* consider medication....)
The smoking thing has not been nearly as hard as I thought it would be. 'Course, I wasn't like a pack-a-day smoker or anything...I was more of a "social smoker, plus some". But it was time to quit. And not because I'm suddenly concerned about what I'm putting into my body or the environment or any other such lofty notions as those. No, the main reason I quit is because cigarettes are frickin' EXPENSIVE! (And yes, I will readily admit that the hacking cough keeping me awake at night gets a little old. But mainly? The money). I'm a cheap-ass. Anyway, it's only been a week. And so far, it's going well. At least I haven't killed anyone yet.
Man....all this self-improvement is exhausting. Is it time for happy hour yet?