Okay. I think it is about time for a healthy dose of self-inflicted embarrassment slash humbling.
So here I go.
Do you know what I spent my night doing? My late, late...into the wee hours of the morning "night".
Well first off I think I will take a page from my dear bosom friend, Anne, and tell you what I imagine I was doing.
I started off my evening with a nice relaxing bubble bath. Complete with sleeping children, candles, chocolates and sparkling cider. After soaking my aching muscles and satisfying my cocoa cravings, I slipped into an oh-so-cozy robe and cuddled up next to the fireplace where I began reading a gripping novel. I became so enthralled with the book's tantalizing plot that I could not make myself put it down. Slowly I drifted into a warm and peaceful slumber.
Okay that is as far as my imagination is going to take me right now.
I guess that means it's time for the truth.
The dirty, embarrassing, monstrosity of Tide smelling TRUTH.
I was doing this...
Laundry, laundry and more laundry. I honestly considered just crawling atop the ridiculous pile and going to sleep. I am SO bad.
I have totally been a slacker for the past, oh I don't know, three days or so. Eek. The laundry gets washed and then makes it just about as far as my bed.
I DESPISE folding laundry. I always seem to make an excuse for why I don't have time to fold it right away. And then a few hours later. And in this case...the next day and so on.
Shame on me!
And I would be a big fat liar if I said this has not happened before.
I SO need to do better.
So my goal for the month...
FOLD THE GOSH DARNED LAUNDRY ALREADY!!!