So big shocker here; I didn't wake up at 530 this morning. I tried, people- I REALLY did. But the bed was so warm and I was so..... asleep. It doesn't help that I stayed up til after midnight last night (getting a new, healthy routine is hard, yo!) Debating working out now (Paul won't be home for another hour) or after I make dinner.
OH!!!!
I forgot about 2 other resolutions that I meant to write down on Sunday.
-Figure out the design for our room and living room.
When I was in high school I covered my walls with pictures and magazine pages for the sake of covering as much space as possible. Now that I'm not 15 anymore, I'm much more picky about what I choose to put up. Ironically, I did have Christmas lights up in the living room for an entire year, but those have come down now. Our bedroom is literally just a bed, 2 nightstands and a pile of books. I say "pile" because I thought I was happy with our $10 garage sale bookcase, but I wasn't so now the books are just stacked up along the wall. My lack of desire to decorate is partly because the Stewarts are on a tight budget right now and partly because I need to get my ass more motivated to go out and find cool stuff. Courtney, make me go to the flea market on Sunday. Is that the right "flea" to use? Or is it "flee"? I've stared at them so long that neither of them even look like real words anymore.
-Dance in a Flash Mob.
I'm for cereal here. I have a Flash Mob fantasy. Actually, my fantasy is to choreograph a Flash Mob to a very specific song and do it with all my friends. Marisa? Choreograph? If I have to do it, it's going to be a lot of Roger Rabbit-ing.
Okay, I've decided that I should go work out now before Paul gets home from work. Stay tuned for my creation of the day. I made a promise that it won't be boobs or shitty trees. I will do my best to keep that promise...but doesn't a shitty tree with boobs sound like your favorite painting of all time!?!
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