I feel like I need to write something. Not because I feel like writing but because I have nothing. Better. To. Do.
Why I always feel so unmotivated on my days off? I woke up and actually thought motivational-y thoughts like go to the bookstore with my used books! Bake something! Clean Rexy! Knit! Clean my room because Lord knows I need to! Anything!
Instead what have I accomplished today? The cooking of lunch and then the napping of a nap. And that is it.
I do plan on going on a very important makeup hunt and foraging for food in T minus fifteen minutes though so that is something right?
Oh like I care if it isn't something. It's Sunday and it's my day off. I'm not using any unnecessary braincells today.
Ciao, dahling!
~*Krissy*~