Is it Friday yet? We are headed to Austin tomorrow with some girlfriends for a bachelorette party and I can’t wait. However, I’m already dreading Sunday since I know I won’t get much sleep this weekend. And yes, I’m already concerned about not getting my daily 9 hours. I sleep a lot… That should have been a confession in itself. So, let’s get to it!
+ We spent quite a bit of our weekend watching the hurricane coverage on TV. Of course we worried and really felt for all the people and animals in the hurricane’s path. Bbut oddly I also felt really bad for all the trees. Is that weird? Every time I saw footage of all the palm trees swaying and bending I wanted to shed a little tear for them too.
+ I’m always relieved after I write a product empties, or reviews post. It means I can FINALLY toss mounds of empty boxes, jars, bottles, etc hanging around our bathroom, bedroom, living room, dining room and sometimes even balcony.
+ You know those short videos by The Dodo that constantly show up on your facebook feed? The ones that usually involve animal sob stories? Well, I cry while watching 90% of those. And I cannot make myself stop watching. Just this week I wept over a lioness that got separated from her pride. They were reunited about 20 seconds into the video but still…
+ I was writing a post while also listening to a true crime podcast. I was in the middle of saving a picture with the post and product name. Without even realizing I typed in “Brow Gel | Just A Little Gurgling Cough”. It just so happens that the podcast was talking about someone being shot in the chest and having a gurgling cough haha. Thankfully I caught the typo before posting.
+ Speaking of podcasts… somehow the sound of people talking is very comforting to me, so I’m constantly playing podcasts while doing other things. I’m not actually listening to anything they are saying, I just like the sound of people talking while I’m alone. I probably should play something other than true crime so it’s not a constant stream of horrible murders.
+ I’ve left clothes in dryer two nights in a row now. I’m probably going to have to wash all of them again if they weren’t completely dry when the dryer stopped.
+ I could get up now and address said clothes left in the dryer. But I won’t. What’s one more night right?
What are your confessions this week?