Let’s just be frank here…
I’m exhausted and I’m fresh out of ideas.
Actually, my fatigue is helping to stifle my ideas. Today was a busy day at work, so I didn’t have as much time as I would have liked to write what I could have. I got home, cooked dinner, finished a couple of cases for work, and proceeded to type up a long, drawn out blog post that won’t see the light of day for a while, because I’m wondering if it’s appropriate to post.
I’m still hungry even after eating dinner, but I’m trying not to eat because I still have to do my ab workout before I go to sleep. Oh, and to top it all off…I had sugar today.
Yeah, I said it! I had sugar. It was a danish. They had a whole bunch of them at work. They were there, free for the taking. Danishes, muffins, scones, dozens and dozens of them…on a big table that I had to pass every time I walked to the water cooler. I couldn’t take it.
I ate one.
It was strawberry.
I liked it!
And I’d do it again, goddammit!
You know why? Because life ain’t perfect and neither am I. And YES, I have to keep repeating this cliched mantra to keep my inner perfectionist from flipping over a table and choking me.
But you know what, I can start again tomorrow. I have no other choice. I shall never give up! Never lose sigh…never surren…zzzzzzzz.