OMG! I am so bad, very bad. I pray everyday, "God, please let me be of service today and follow your will." Damn it if I don't mess it up! I got home today about 7:30pm, I had left my house at 2:20pm with my daughter. We went to the eye doctor(which took forever), we grabbed a snack, went for a walk then went to my mother-in-law's house and had dinner then visited for awhile. I planned to clean when I got home, I am still disorganized because my basement flooded in the storm, and my compressor/condensor(?) from my a/c is leaking. My HVAC guy is coming this weekend, so I am still sucking up water with my wet vac. I have so much housework to do and guess what I did? Go ahead, guess. I will give you three guesses and the first 2 don't count. YES!! You got it! I procrastinated! Sat on my ass, tended my farm, played Bejeweled Blitz, looked up Real Housewives on Facebook, let Zac Bagans know that I did not like his new show, Paranormal Challenge and let him know I was tired of watching Ghost Adventure reruns and that I was considering not watching his show anymore because of the aforementioned grievances. Very important stuff. So, because of my getting side lined with BS, not a thing was done, nothing, No-Thing was done. Unbelievable.
I also intended to get to my blog earlier, I had anticipated being in bed by now. I could say that it took me this long to thing of a witty topic. Yes, a witty topic, that's it! I was searching for a witty topic in my farm, in Bejeweled Blitz, on Zac Bagans page, I even checked with a few of Bravo's housewives to see if they had anything interesting or inspiring(ha-ha) to speak about. Unfortunately my search went on way too long, but I did type today, which is progress.
See not only do I procrastinate, I start things and don't finish, been this way my whole life. Maybe it's boredom, inconsistency, short attention span, or maybe it is a low self-esteem issue with a dash of fear. I also get lost, confounded and suffer from no direction, ever. Even when I was a kid I had no direction or guidance. I was the youngest of 5 and my next closest sibling was 10-1/2 years older than me. It was like there were two families, them and me. My parents were older when they had me, my dad was 42yo and my mom was 37yo when I was born, back in 1967 that was considered older to have a baby, but we are Irish, and back in the day most Irish had big families, it seems they just kept having kids till they couldn't anymore.
When I was little my brothers were in high school and my other brother and sister were in junior high. I was with my sister a lot, she always babysat me. I kid you not, when I grew up there was no one in charge, my parents were tired and my siblings were starting families of their own. I am closer in age to a couple of nieces and nephews than I am to my siblings. I look back and I think "Where did/do I fit in?" Even today at parties I find myself with the kids.
Well enough about me, I am now getting tired. I am going to start writing earlier so I don't get sleepy. I must seem like a jerk, I just pop up, write a bit, tell you how tired I am then leave. Oh well, like I said before, there is always tomorrow.
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