Sometimes I speak without thinking. I'm trying to correct this but sometimes my temper gets the best of me.
Sometimes I come home from work, put on sweats, grab my favorite blanket and a book; then spend the rest of the evening reading. Now that its cold I find myself doing this more and more.
Sometimes I get ridiculously excited for weekend trips to Columbus to visit my friends. There will be birthday shenanigans galore this weekend that may or may not include a dueling piano bar.
Sometimes I procrastinate getting gas, sometimes it pays off like tonight. Gas was 10 cents cheaper!
Sometimes I finally do make it to the post office to mail packages that have been sitting on my floor for, oh I dont know, THREE months! As an added bonus I mailed some letters to friends.
Sometimes I try to convince my younger cousins that cleaning is fun and that they should come help me complete the dreadful task. Unfortunately kids these days are just too damn smart for my own good.
Sometimes I treat myself to a chocolate raspberry chai in the middle of the week just because, sometimes just making it to the middle of the week is a small victory.
Sometimes I settle in to watch a DVD, only to end up taking a nap through the whole thing.
Sometimes I go days without watching television and truthfully, I don't miss it at all.
Sometimes I start listening to Christmas music entirely way too early, but its just so darn catchy. Barry Manilow has a new Christmas cd out and I'm going to see the Rockettes in Pittsburgh this month!
Sometimes I shake my fist at Mother Nature when I have to scrape the frost off of my windshield twice in one week, I'm not ready for winter just yet (or ever).
Sometimes I burrow down under my warm covers and hit my snooze button no less than 5 times because I just don't want to leave the warm cocoon of my bed.
Sometimes I get really behind on my blog reading and commenting during NaBloPoMo, but really admire those who can do it and stick with it all month. I could not.
Sometimes I think the best party of my day is coming home from work and being greeted my Golden Retriever who wags her whole body, cries, and then immediately rolls over for a belly rub.
Your turn, fill in the blank. Sometimes I ________________.