My name is Laura and I’ve been called…complicated. I’m obsessive, except when I’m not. I hate making mistakes, I love feeling accomplished, and I’m not above spending an entire day on the couch napping with my dogs. I shop in sprees – long, dry stretches when it’s all food and gasoline before I hit random streaks of oooh, that looks cute and ding the credit card.
I have good intentions, fall on my face, then start all over again.
These are a few of my running tallies.
** It’s been 63 days since my last LuLaRoe purchase. The first few weeks were a detox, but it’s been easier to ignore the sales alerts for the last month. Hallelujah. (Dang it! I caved and bought a gray maxi Wednesday night, so I guess this count’s back at 2.)
** It’s been 3 days since I’ve had to talk with anyone about periods. Not the punctuation.
** It’s been 6 days since I battled one of my kids over whether or not we’d be getting dinner out. Bless.
** It’s been 16 days since I moderated my last Stupid Morning Disagreement. Not surprisingly, this coincides closely with the end of school.
** It’s been 38 days since the last meeting during which “WHY?” was pounding through my head. It took 7 days to work through the emotion. It took 2 days to decide how to handle it.
** It’s been 8 days since I spoke with the snarky customer service representative. 8 days since I got TONE. 8 days since I spoke with the supervisor and thanked her profusely for solving my problem.
** It’s been 4 days since I put my head down and whined why meeeeee??? about this stupid toe infection.
** It’s been 35 days since I genuinely wondered if I’d survive the school year without throwing a nutty.
** It’s been 21 days since I realized I made a huge mistake in summer scheduling, freaked out, then dealt with it like the
spazzy mature adult I am.
** It’s been 6 days since I started taking this awful antibiotic that makes me feel 100% gross but is slowly killing the infection so I am being a good girl and taking them on time even though it is summer and it should be illegal to make someone feel this pukey on vacation.