Getting back into routine is like trying to scale a building after being hit with a tranquilizer dart. Uh, yeah… It could happen. Scale a building, I’ll aim… and we’ll watch what happens. After being off for the holidays, it’s so hard to get back into the swing of things! Hey batter, batter! I just want to shop and eat. Oooo… Pretty stilettos! …And ham!Â
But alas, I cannot. It’s busy working season for me, and for most of us, out there in the world. Trying to get those taxes done, working on multiple projects, kids need a thousand cupcakes by morning for their class… It’s a nonstop gig in January! And I finally took down that damn shrub that was taking up space in my living room. I gotta be honest, while I love the idea of the holidays, I honestly can’t stand them. And I cannot tell you how glad I am they are over. Are there any cordial cherries left? Â While everyone else has been shopping their little hearts out and putting themselves in food comas, Im the girl trying to put in more hours than I have during the day to get work, finish work, and add more work into my dinner plate. If you read my posts often, you’ll notice I have been posting less than my normal five days a week. All this means is that Im taking my posts down to about three days a week from here on out -to sort of, lighten my load, so to speak. Wait. What? Didn’t you just say you have added work but now you’re…? Oxymoron much? Yes. I’m a walking conundrum. An enigma. Are you new here? Anyway, I am working on a few projects outside of the blog that are taking up a good chunk of my time -which I feel absolutely blessed to have and will absolutely give you the skinny on those at a later date- but this also means I need to allocate my time accordingly, so the quality of my work doesn’t suffer. No she didn’t. Stop snickering. Yes I totally did. Now I’m snickering.Â
Oh hell, who am I kidding… Quality. If you’re anything like me at all-which you must be because you’re still reading- you already know I’m not everyone’s favorite cup of tea. Fuck yo cup o tea! Or quality! Whatever. I am nothing If I cannot laugh at myself… And with that, I bid adieu and welcome everyone into this new blessed, quality tea cups, year! Woop! Woop! Wait, what?Â


