Is it seriously Thursday already? Holy moses time has just flown this week. Each day I have been tackling my work to do list along with visiting all three BUILD classes (at three separate schools). I’m pooped. But it is time to rally because tomorrow I head to the wedding. It has been a while since I did some confessions.
Confession… I have yet to pack for the wedding. Whoops, bridesmaid fail. I also may or may not have even fixed the straps on my dress that need some mending. Another fail.
Confession… I took on more than I needed to this week. I felt so bad about missing some of the morning with my doctors appointment so I asked if my co-workers needed help on their training of mentors (mine is in two weeks). Well, that meant an epic email with more to do tasks. It did make me feel good though to lend a hand. Brown noser at its best.
Confession… my dad bought me some watermelon (what a stud) yet I haven’t even touched it. I really know I am feeling off when I don’t even crave watermelon. Tummy heal itself because this Alex is whack.
Confession… I am applying for a second job. This will be a real job but fully remote. I know you think I am crazy but having more money stability especially after receiving the three student loans I owe would be so nice. I am speaking with the lady in the next few days so crossing my fingers it all works out. I am in for a busy year to say the least if this works out.
Confession… I have been popping out of my bed for my morning runs even earlier than normal despite it being so dark out. I love the morning time, did I mention that?
Confession…after I wrote that post yesterday I breathed for the first time this week. For real. It felt good to get that out there and really set my intentions for this weekend. Ironically, right after I hit publish I got a message from someone I stay far away from. Instead of flipping out, I laughed at it. Ignored it, laughed at it and just hit delete. Felt oh so good. Don’t put the nasty in your life.
Confession… my super classy pee in a bush off of a main road (Connecticut Avenue) was not the first time, or even close to the first time. When I have to go I have to go and no way will I be able to hold it for the miles I do.
Confession… I am a terrible blogger and have no pre-planned blogs for this weekend. Probably won’t even be able to blog. Aka no Saturday snack attack. Don’t hate me, I will be back Monday I promise. Sunday when I get back will be a huge catch up day.
Confession… I sometimes wonder about people who read my blog, who know me in real life, who don’t comment and what they think. I guess I will never know.
Confession… DC is full of some interesting people. Like the man who screams and chants Hispanic voodoo at 7 am each morning as he walks down Connecticut Avenue, or the lady who rides her razor skooter in a dress each morning to the metro… I could go on. City life is never boring.
Question: What is your Thursday confession?