I just went to Old Navy because I'm dangerously close to running out of clothes and I don't think I can schedule laundry in any time soon.
I went about two weeks with using Kleenex as toilet paper because I could not venture out of my daily route because there are not enough hours in the day.
I had a moment to go grocery shopping, but no moments to cook it. Thank god for the BFF's hubby or I'd be living off of Cliff bars and Ensure.
I do work in bed thus causing me not to sleep at night upping my daily caffeine intake to at least 4 caffeinated drinks a day.
What has my life turned into? Oh. That's right. I decided I wanted to be a designer.
Clearly, I'm dedicated. Or finally lost my mind.
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When you said you work in bed, I thought for a fleeting moment that you were a hooker.
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