So, I’ve been been working on building better habits… right.
- Wake up at 6:30
- Drink water
- Do Laundry
- Save money.
This week was pretty much shot after the show Sunday night. We got home at like 4 am, Monday or whatever and I slept until 2. But, I totally was still on top of it. I got up a few hours earlier Tuesday, a few earlier Wednesday… So Wednesday night I’m going to bed at a decent time and remember that it’s garbage day.
I’m already plopped down on the couch eating a cold chicken strip and a half tub of Cottage Cheese, fixing to go to sleep. (I’ve been on a cottage cheese binge. idk why.)
and I do the most dangerous thing, “shoot, I’ll be up at 6:30. I’ll run it out in the morning”. Yeah … fucken no… the sun rolls around Thursday and I was not one of the active observers.
The stupid thing is, I’ve done that so many times that I totally know better … that’s why the alarm is set for the 9 PM the night before. Even if I did get up at 6:30 every Thursday for the rest of my damn life, this 33-year-old bone sack would still be wandering around drinking coffee, being grouchy, wondering if it’s time to poop yet.
Basically, I grind my gears. I’ll do better next week. Thanks for reading.