I'LL THINK ABOUT THAT TOMORROW

- Scarlett O'Hara

In an effort to distract myself from all that is going wrong with my life, i decided to immerse myself in several projects...all at once.

So far the ruse is working, i've been too occupied with other things to let myself ruminate on whats weighing heavily on my mind. My goal is to prevent me from falling back into the morass that ive just now been able to get extricate myself.

Its working. Sorta.

My latest undertaking? Putting down a floor in the kitchen.

So i have hardwood in the kitchen right? Unfortunately, the former owners had a plumbing problem and instead of getting it fixed expeditiously, they let the sink leak and drip, which ultimately ruined the wood floor in that area. Flash forward to now, and you have me on my hands and knees laying down some wood laminate to shroud the ugly. Its coming along...ok.

My thing is, they need to stop selling these click and fasten floors like its so easy "a baby could do it in its sleep" cuz its not. I mean in theory its simple enough, but its still a job. A job that requires thought and planning. Two things that i was hoping i wouldn't have to rely upon when first attempting this. Unfortunately i have to use my brain. Foiled again. :/

Plus i gotta save the little grey matter i have left because im writing a business proposal. I know what you're thinking, cuz i've thought it too - "you? write a business plan? thats rich." Yes, it is quite rich, considering i've never written one before. But yeah, your girl is planning on going into business for herself(well with my sister actually) and while i wish i could just pull a samantha stephens and have the business up and running, no toiling required, that just ain't happening. So i gotta do the legwork first, and part of that legwork is writing this proposal/plan. Thank goodness it doesnt involve plies though cuz my quads are TIGHT.

So is it ok to wear white before memorial day now? Not that i follow the rules of fashion *that* hard - i completely ignore the whats in and what's out sections of my favorite magazines - but its something about not wearing white before memorial day, or after labor day thats so deeply ingrained in me. I kind of have a thing for convention. Or so i've been told.

But yeah, lately, i've been seeing pictures of the "stars" wearing white on their day to day jaunts(yes i read the rags. sue me.) and im looking at my calendar and thinking "did i miss the memo?" Im not hating it though, i've got some fire white jeans that i can't wait to take out of storage, and being able to wear them, without judgment, a few weeks earlier than usual will be nice. Not that i care what all the mini-vreelands think, but, you know.

My workouts are doing a body good, and now i think i'll reward myself with a piece of cornbread laced with peach preserves. That fact that its almost eleven doesn't bother me in the least. :/