I guess it’s time for new work pants…
The Judge’s clerk and I may or may not have danced around the courtroom singing “Friday” this morning.
Great job, or greatest job?
I never thought I’d say this, but right now instead of working, I’m sitting here lusting after running gear on the Internets. As soon as I get to my next weight loss mini-goal and have the monies, I’ve decided I’m gonna hit up Varsity Sports and get a badly-needed new pair of running shoes (and a free T-shirt!).
I’ve always been intimidated by athletic stores, but fuck it, y’all. I need new shoes, and I’m about 5 pounds away from being the thinnest I’ve ever been in my adult life, so I think it’s about time I treat myself.
I have all this stuff I need to be doing, but I really just wanna snuggle in my bed and watch a sad movie. Too bad, back to work.
Ghetto version of the opening song in Beauty and the Beast, otherwise known as “Me on the Way to Work Every Morning”….. #lmao
Terrified that I’m gonna slip up and do something like this to my boss this summer.