I confess that this weather makes me want to roll the windows down on my car, drive around, listen to country music, find a field, and stare at stars.
I confess that I used the last of my favorite OPI nail polish sample. It's one of those small bottles and I have no idea what the color is called. My manicure turned out all thick and chunky since it was the end of the bottle.
I confess that eating every sweet and carb insight was terrible for my weight loss but at least I'm back on track.
I confess that I want to try the new Wendy's flatbread sandwiches, but let's be real, I REALLY miss the Pita sandwiches they had back in the early 2000s. Do you remember those???
I confess that the paint chipping off my bumper from the hail storm a few weeks ago is really irritating me. I don't want to pay to get it fixed. I also feel that this is ridiculous and that half the issue is that the paint job must have been shitty but I can't complain to Toyota. WTF.
I confess that I'm using this disgustingly high pollen count as an excuse not to run. But seriously, when I ran the other day with the pollen count at like 4000 my throat was killing me.It felt like it choking me. It's at like 7000 today so I'll be even worse.
I confess that I'm trying to be more proactive about my happiness. I am very lucky all things considered. I shouldn't be comparing myself to others and feeling so competitive with job searching.
I confess that Steve will be here in 25 hours (he gets in at 11:30 am tomorrow) and I can hardly contain myself as the hours creep by.
I hope everyone has a good weekend and a happy friday!