[weather-wise] has been today. seventy six degrees, with sunny skies, a nice breeze, and fifty six percent humidity. perfection, i tell ya!
i must break the routines and become a person who becomes productive every monday. i must break the mindset of unhappiness and turn myself into a happy magnet for mondays.
.5 i know i’ve been harping on the fact that this has been a week, but i’ve encountered so many rude/mean/terrible/awful people + am over it. not sure what it is, but those i’ve talked to about it at work/outside of work have said the same thing. what is going on + why can’t everyone just be nice?
.4 the weekend is upon us again, and i haven’t any plans other than drinking heavily at the pool with my bff + girlfriends tomorrow. [fireball, anyone?!]
.3 there have been so many comments recently about how grown up rhyan is looking, and i guess it’s getting more + more obvious that he really is growing up right before my eyes. he starts 8th grade on monday, and i just can’t believe it. psa: hug your babies + toddlers while they’re little, because before you know it they’ll be bigger than you are.
.2 men are idiots. plain + simple, i just can’t figure them out. nor do i want to. they’re so wishy-washy about making plans, what they want, etc. and it’s apparent all they really want is to get into your pants. [example texts: ‘want me to bring over some beers later?’ or ‘you/me, beers/couch?’ or ‘wanna hang out…later?’] no, no, no. be a man + go through the process the right way.
.1 next friday at this time i’ll be hittin’ the road en route to cherry grove for five glorious days with a handful of my favorite girls in the world. cannot wait!
don’t want to work today.
or yesterday. or the day before.
this has been a week + i need drinks.
you gotta keep the step. you gotta limber up. you gotta loosen what you bolted down. you gotta use all you got. we know you’re tired, tired and scared. happens to everyone, okay? just don’t let your feet stop.
head up, heart open.
to better days!