The next day!

Hey! look at me! I'm doing good!! 21 days to make a habit, right?? Or is that to break a habit? 7 to make one? Heck, I have no idea. I'll shoot for 21, it's longer.

So I got to thinking today. I'm TERRIBLE about procrastinating!! Seriously! I always have been. I guess it has something to do with the fact that I feel the need to be pressured to do something. That would be why in college I was up until 4 am writing my paper on the Canonization of the Old Testament. Good times.

And.. I'm a slob. It's true. I'm not organized, I don't really care so much about things being in their "proper" place. If there's a stack of clothes out on the couch.. I know which ones are out there and I wanted to wear them, I'd go out there to find them. Yeah, sometimes it's bothersome, but not most of the time

So that brings us to this week. On Sunday my dad and grandfather are coming up here. Dad's been here a billion times or whatever and he's seen my house in every state it can be. Grandpa, however, not so much. He's never been here *AND* he doesn't understand clutter. I have a thing with clutter.. I collect stuff.. SO, I need to stash things. And I've known they were coming for like, a month or more... but yeah, I'm waiting until the last minute to do things. Oh yeah, and what am I doing instead of working, sitting here blogging. And tomorrow I'm going to get my highlights redone, and need to get an oil change..

Oy.. sometimes I wish I wasn't me. But I also love who I am, so, I guess I'm ok with that.