Sometimes: I get stuck in a rut. A rut where positive thinking goes right out the window and self doubts cloud my mind. That little devil on my shoulder taunts me as he whispers "you'll never do this" and I find myself completely overwhelmed and frustrated.
Always: I find my footing again and prove to myself, and that pesky devil, that I can and will do it. Today I climbed out of such a rut and I PASSED MY MATH EXAM!! A weight has been lifted and it feels SO good to prove to myself that I am capable of anything I put my mind to.
(for diet purposes) I completely ban any form of chocolate from our house.
Always: By Wednesday afternoon I have snuck to the store where I've purchased at least 1 of the following: a pack of Oreo's, a fun-size Snickers bar or a tub of Nutella. What can I say, this girl NEEDS her chocolate.
Sometimes: I attempt to multi-task by walking and texting at the same time.
Always: I stub my toe on a chair, or door, or couch leg (yes, a couch leg) and swear like a banshee as I contemplate if I've broken a toe or two.
Sometimes: When I'm feeling stressed/procrastinating/having a bad day I patrol the internet (most of the time the humor tab on Pinterest) looking for funny things which will tickle my fancy.
Always: I find a little gem of a website (last night's happened to be my newest discovery of damnyouautocorrect.com - thanks Jessica!) which provides me with necessary amount ridiculousness to provoke belly laughs, tears and snorts. For over an hour. And maybe I almost peed my pants. And the hubs wanted to strangle me. And I was obnoxious and posted loads of the photos I found on my Facebook. And perhaps now I'm doing it on my blog too...
I purchase new fancy/comfy/sexy pajamas.
Always: I neatly fold them, place them in my bed side cabinet, forget about them for 7 months and proceed to wear one of Carl's big Led Zeppelin shirts and a pair of his boxer shorts to sleep.
Sometimes: Like a moron, I attempt to change the toilet paper roll and drop the brand new one one in the toilet.
Always: I frantically (and stupidly) attempt to scoop it out before it melts into a soggy moosh. I never make it in time. It always falls apart in my hands. And I've ended up fishing around in the nasty-ass toilet water for no reason at all.
Sometimes: I wake up in the morning and make myself a nice big cuppa tea and two pieces of toast.
Always: I run around doing meaningless tasks which cause me to become ignorantly side tracked. Inevitably I forget about the tea (it goes cold) and toast (it gets burnt).
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Enjoy the rest of your Tuesday, my beautiful blog friends!
Lots of love, love, love,