This Sucks

I woke up early in the morning, and was huddled under all my blankets, feeling toasty warm. My room was still dim, and I had just woken up from one of those fuzzy, happy dreams that always leave me in a good mood. I let my eyes close and thought of how cozy I felt and said to myself I could just close my eyes and drift off back to sleep...

And then the alarm went off.

Oh, so it was going to be one of those days.

Not to mention that my carpool came almost forty minutes late, I ended up wearing the wrong shirt, and completely forgot to eat breakfast. All to get, what, three and a half hours closer to crossing off Goal #7?

I spent the day surrounded by children. I mean, I like particular children just fine, but as an entire mass? Children screaming. Children crying. Children who won't talk. Children who won't color. Children who refuse to wear the color orange. Children who demand you sing along to "Old MacDonald" and "She'll Be Coming 'Round The Mountain."

Good God. I will be very, very happy when I can cross #7 off my list.

Week One, Day Two

So I went to the bookstore last night, as planned, and after stopping at both Borders and Barnes & Noble, I managed to find all three books I was looking for.

Though I was absorbed all last night in Causing A Scene, I picked up Wreck This Journal this morning. Since nine o'clock, I've been elbow-deep in glitter and markers. Sharpie has stained my new manicure, and you know what - I don't even care! Wreck This Journal is the most fun, random, creative thing I've done in a LONG time. I feel like I'm in kindergarten again; and it's a pretty good feeling. My kitchen table is covered in art supplies that I dug out of the bottom of my closet. Who knows how long it's been since they've been used?? All I can say is this: Thanks, Keri Smith!