Instead, I'm going to wash dishes. Then read a New Yorker. Maybe I'll edit a few pages. It may not be glamorous but my life won't improve until I get all this damn hair cut off. Here is my before and after:
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
I Can't Believe I'm Doing This
Someone should stop me, but I'm not going to screw around this evening. I won't look over my husband's shoulder and have iPad envy. Or play Scramble with those I always beat (TG and Dishbrother--a little dim when it comes to word games for the semi-autistic). I won't check out Sex & the City reruns or stare at the clutter on my desk, clutter that will never go away.
Instead, I'm going to wash dishes. Then read a New Yorker. Maybe I'll edit a few pages. It may not be glamorous but my life won't improve until I get all this damn hair cut off. Here is my before and after:
Instead, I'm going to wash dishes. Then read a New Yorker. Maybe I'll edit a few pages. It may not be glamorous but my life won't improve until I get all this damn hair cut off. Here is my before and after:
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We always wondered what Dish looked like. Thank you
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