I'm not sure why I always worry about things so much when everything always works out in the end. I stress about the smallest things, and always, my issues work themselves out. But there's really no fun in being optimistic. Do you know what I mean? If you think that everything is going to work all of the time, then there's no surprise. I spend a lot of my time thinking of ways everything could go wrong, but is there really anything wrong with that? I think not.
I'm going to try to go to the gym. I was eyeing up J.Crew bathing suits and...not this year, sir. I'm going to have to shop at Catherine's or something. Torrid maybe. Can you tell the extra time that I don't use worrying about things I spend on thinking I'm obese. Only some days, most days I don't care. Well, gym it is tonight. No ice cream but I did have candies. Eek. It's not like I need my pants to for or anything.
I told my boss about all of my relationship woes today. I just like to talk about myself and my problems. We were sitting in a day long management meeting and I just about had my fill. I can't wait until tomorrow when I can have a whole day to myself (oh wait, I just remembered two things I have to do for consumers). Almost a whole day to get my overflowing stack of filing and completing nonsense done. Oh what's. day in the life?