I just made pasta salad and was folding laundry until the internet sucked me in. It’s 4 am.
I had a list. You know, a MUST GET THIS DONE ASAP BECAUSE YOU PROCRASTINATED AS USUAL list. And then I fell asleep in kiddo’s floor at 9pm and the next thing I know, well, it’s 4am and I’m making pasta salad and folding laundry.
And it’s totally ok. I procrastinate. Big deal. I am a wishy-washy, indecisive, mess of a woman. Big deal. Today, I just had to laugh at some screw ups I made. Whoopty friggin’ doo.
Right now, at 4:44am, I am completely accepting of me. Screw ups and all. Rawk on.
