listening to political analysts all day will do that to a person.
which leads me to this:
we have a new president.
i'm not sure how i feel about it all.
to add to that...i have a baby whose sleeping is all messed up because of daylight savings time.
the little baby who once slept till 7:30 or 8 is now wide awake at 6:30 (no OR 7...its been 6:30 every morning).
no matter what i do.
and that's not even mentioning the two other times she is up in the night.
shoot me.
like i said,
i'm stressed.
when i'm stressed...i clean stuff.
i'm kind of compulsive that way.
then, i start projects that are larger than life.
and i get more stressed.
today's project:
getting rid of old clothes.
{you're getting stressed looking at all of that, aren't you?and now i'm even more stressed that i just divulged this insanely messy corner of my room. don't judge me, please. it was all in the name of "cleaning."}
because this means getting rid of almost all of my clothes...ones that i have been in denial are old...but rather "vintage." yeah right.
so getting rid of all my "vintage" stuff means...i'm going to be walking around in my birthday suit until i can afford new ones.
ok, not really.
but, my stress-releaser project gave me a new things to stress about- a big mess, and a desire for more clothes to fill the space that my old ones took up.
maybe one of you could submit my name for one of those style network shows...like "how do i look" or "what not to wear" or something like that. i'd love you for it.
now i'm going to go back to being stressed.
*update: hours and hours, empty drawers, a clean closet, a less-stressed marci, and three brim-full garbage bags later, the clothes are cleaned up and out of the house. i'm feelin' clutter-free...rid of all my high school baggage (and let's be honest...that colorful sweater even represents some eighth grade baggage...). anyone up for some shopping?
