After an uproar from my fans (ok, one) I'm finally doing my Not Me! at 9pm. How nutty. But it's here, I'm here to tell y'all about what I didn't do this past week. Let the games begin!
Last Monday, I did not fly to Chattanooga, excited for a couple days away from a routine of work and school. Yet, penguins, fish, calories, and more calories later, I was back in the groove of life again. Yuck. But, of course, I didn't go back to my girlhood days of Backstreet Boys and *NSYNC. No, not me. Did not reminisce at all... nor did I sing the way along. But it was also on this ride that I found myself crossing to the dark side- listening to some country. Whew baby! Did I like it? Of course not...
On a scale of 1 to 10 on the dedication to school during Spring Break, I don't give myself a 2. Of course I threw myself at the books. Right... thus the consequence being me not going to a library and studying. Mom texted to ask where I was and I told her and in the same message said "don't die reading this."
I didn't just attack a pair of sweatpants with scissors because the elastic was driving me bananas. No, a $12 pair of sweats from Target deserve much respect and love. So since they're now trimmed free of annoying elastic at the leg, they'll be worn more. Much better :)
I did not get grossed out to no end tonight watching some creepy bug movie in biology. EWW. I'll never look at my clothes, sheets, all things without knowing there's bugs around me. YUCK.
There's my list of things that I didn't do this week. I really need to start writing these down earlier so I don't have to rack and rack my brain on Mondays. It'd help me. A ton.
Happy Monday :) or Tuesday...
I dedicate this blog to Z. You're welcome.
On a more serious note, you'll notice I didn't link to MckMama this week. Stellan's in the hospital with tachycardia, so keep them in your thoughts and prayers. ♥