Yes I know you are all thinking the exact same thing, you all want those blessed hours just as much as I do. It's 11:55 as I write this post and I am going through my day thinking to myself, "Did I get everything done I needed to? What did I do today?"
Well I will give you an idea.
I woke up late, this is no shocker. I am alway running late...typical latina chica here!
I realized I had a meeting I had to get to. So I ran into the shower. I hate taking fast showers. I think showers should be a long and relaxing process. I hurried so fast I don't think I shaved my legs properly, meaning there are spots with hair-not attractive. While getting ready the boss called to remind me that we had a meeting. She knows me all too well to be calling to remind me to be on time. I assured her I was hurrying.
Luckily the lights were all green on University Avenue. It was lovely! I was making good time and for once this week NPR was not blabbing about Obama's health care reform.
Made it to the meeting, a bit late of course.
Work was good.
After work I went to my madre's for dinner because I wasn't in the mood to cook. Such a shameful confession. But the parentals house is on my way home. On nights where I just want to be taken care of I go home to Marta's splendid cooking.
I then watched my brother Michael show me his new breakdancing moves. That was just good entertainment.
Grey's Anatomy premiered tonight. I was loving that it was 2 hours long. But so sad George died.
Now I am home. Looking at my room. The pile of clean clothes not put away. The post-it notes that have my to-do lists on them that have not been checked off.
This is life.
I need more hours in the day, but that ain't happening. I need to manage my time better. Become less easily distracted and probably blog less.
It is now 12:21.
Tomorrow is a new day, I'll keep trying to get better at this lovely thing called life.