I'll think of a title later...

I know. I'm doing it again. Neglecting this little blog, that I so love to write! Honestly, there is just not enough time in the day and I'm truly the biggest procrastinator in the world. My sister even told all my wedding guests this tidbit about me during her speech at my wedding. Of course she did it in a little rhyme which made it cute but didn't make it any less true. I do EVERYTHING at the last possible minute. I don't even know what I do before that last possible minute! I just know that I do anything else I possibly can, BEFORE I have to do the thing that needs to be done. And it's not even just boring stuff that I procrastinate about doing! I mean sure, everyone always wants to put off doing something like cleaning the house or a boring task at work, but doesn't everyone rush to do something they like doing? Take writing this blog for example, I love writing it - it's like a form of therapy, where I can tell you about the fabulous (read: embarrassing, funny, dumb, exciting, interesting, fantastic, etc.) things that happen in my life. But even though I love it and have many stories to tell you, I can never get to it. 

Sometimes I'm not even doing anything and think to myself "This would be a perfect time to blog!" 

So I pull out my laptop, log in, ponder a witty title, decide to use a word I'm unsure the meaning of, Google said word, see something else in the list that comes up that distracts me, google THAT instead and before you know it, I have 5 windows open looking at other people's blogs, getting jaleux of the clothes they're wearing in their blogs, wishing I had a professional photographer that followed me around taking pics of MY outfits for my blog, google outfits I would wear in my blog, check my credit card balances, decide I can't afford to buy said outfits for my blog, go to my closet and sit on the floor, looking at what I have to work with, decide to organize my closet, take everything OUT of my closet, begin the re-organization, get called down to eat dinner,  watch some PVR'd show during dinner, move to the couch to finish the show after dinner, decide to watch 2 more episodes of said show, fall asleep on the couch,  wake up at 1:00am, stumble up to my room, trip on the clothes I took out of my closet, throw everything back into my closet, decide I will organize it tomorrow, wash my face, brush my teeth and go to bed. Yeah. Procrastination. 

PS. This post was gonna be how I decided to have a pop-up sale at work. Guess I will have to write about it next time...