I have to stop blogging before work because I always lose track of time.
I haven’t been late, but I’m always rushed. And lately, slow and (attempting to be) steady are my middle names.
I can’t blog after work because I’m too tired.
Last night, I ended up falling asleep at like 9 o’clock.
Working a 40-hour a week job is yet another example of the imperfect science that is my life. I’m putting in 40 hours at work, but getting nothing done at home. And when I say nothing, I literally mean nothing…