midweek confessions.

Linking up with e at e,myself&i!

Since the year began, if I don't have an evening meeting/dinner/etc. I'm in my pj's within 15 minutes of coming in the door.

I ate 24 apples last week.  I don't really see a problem with that.  Other than my grocery bill, which I blew on apples.

I have Christmas presents that I haven't mailed yet.  I'm so ashamed.

I'm sick  feeling-under-the-weather  want to breathe unhindered...not at 100%.  I'm finally confessing it to myself here too.

     One side effect of not feeling 100% is that I've been awake, WIDE awake, since 3:40 this morning.  And I am WIDE awake right now.  What in the world?

     I took out the trash this morning around 4:45 wearing my pjs, long fluffy pink robe, and the pashmina scarf I wore yesterday wrapped around my head.  #thankful the sun wasn't out yet.

     I've been the grumpiest sick person ever.  My default face has been a scowl.  I've had to remind myself a couple times tonight, "Diana, you are an ADULT," when all I want to do sit on the floor by myself (with a blanket because I'm freezing) and do nothing.