I'm probably doing it all wrong. Oh well. I tried.
My confessions will be all over the place, just go with it mmmkay?
Once it hits 3:30 at work, I'm preeeetty much guarenteed to not do much else for the rest of the work day. I mean, if my boss passes me, of course I'm gonna look super busy, but I'm mentally clocked out. My job can be stressful sometimes, but I get most everything done by 2:30 or so, and I'll be damned if I'm gonna file old paperwork for the rest of the day..unless my boss wants me to fall asleep under my desk...just sayin.
I'm a nazi about the kitchen and bathroom being clean, but everything else is fairrr game. I give zero fucks about the living room and bedroom being clean and it drives Leon crazy. I've received many a text message from my beloved boyfriend about my shit being errywhere and I'm terribly embarassed.... #not. I really do mean to clean up after myself, but then I'm in a rush aaaand yea it's a tornado when Leon get's home and I'm sitting on the couch like...
I'm workin on it ok?
I may or may not have just eaten a large amount of pretzels. I need to do better planning out my meals during the day because I got home and was RAVENOUS. We're planning to go out on a double date in a bit with some friends so I held out on my usual afternoon snack, but obviously that shit didn't work because I got home with some intense tunnel vision/bee-lining for the cabinets. At least I already took a look at the menu for the restaurant and planned what I'm gonna eat/my macros. Back to the drawing board tomorrow. I looked like this guy when I came in. I also just laughed for a solid five minutes.
That's allllll folks. Date night time!