Even when I pack my meals on Sunday night - throw in laundry before I fall asleep - wake up in the MIDDLE of the night to switch it to the dryer - you always seem to make me out to be a fool.
I woke up late.
My laundry didn't dry.
I come up with a "Makeshift Monday" outfit (because white leggings alone are inappropriate for ANYONE wearing dark peach colored underwear...or maybe just in general) - make 15 million trips upstairs because I can't remember CRAP.
Finally - make it outside and meet rain.
Rain - that fuses with my hair to create a phenomena women in Utah rat their hair for hours for: BIG HAIR.
Rain - that stings my face and makes me repent for the curse words I'm thinking outloud.
I'm a grumbling mess and I want to punch all the drivers on the road in the throat.
Healthy living = Happy living? NOT. TUH-DAY.
I check my stupid fitbit thingy to see what stupid time it is because this day is stupid and rain is stupid and stupidstupidstupidstupid.
6:00 am? Fine. I'll drink my stupid protein shake and eat my stupid turkey bac...*nomnomnom*
*Brown Sugar transforming into a beautiful princess*
Well - maybe not a beautiful princess - but definitely a nicer version of Brown Sugar!!!
I've always been a crazy monster when I don't get food, but I know that before - turkey bacon would NOT have cut it.
It's only day 8 - but even in the rain - in an ugly outfit - late to work - my protein shake and turkey bacon have stomped out my hunger and given me happiness. Happiness that I thought only chocolate, peanut butter, and more chocolate could give me.
*sigh*
I'll make it through today...even if my bearded boyfriends didn't make an appearance. :(
I guess beautiful, bearded, manliness considers "safety first" when operating power saws in the rain.
*emotionally eating more turkey bacon* hahaha - I promise I'm still on plan!!!
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