WARNING: this post is heavy on the caps lock SORRY BUT GET OVER IT

So already I've thought of at least one resolution I should have made and that is GET OUT OF BED ON TIME, DUMBASS. I don't know what my deal is. I used to set my alarm and get out of bed at that time every day, knowing that I'd have exactly enough time to get everything done I needed to, namely: brush teeth, shower, pack lunch, grab breakfast/coffee/etc, TELL MAX HE IS SUCH A GOOD BOY and also WHAT A CUTE PUPPY FACE HE HAS. But lately, not only am I not getting out of bed on time, but I'm waking up in the middle of the night and CHANGING MY ALARM. What is that? And then! I just wander around the house for a while, in between pieces of the whole GETTING READY project, and sometimes I get back in bed so I can cuddle Max or Phoebe because THAT IS IMPORTANT FOR LIFE. 

My body already didn't want to get out of bed because it was dark and cold, but it was even worse this morning because I've been eating every kind of junk food imaginable lately, just because it's there and it's easier than trying to think of something healthier to cook WHICH IS A TOTAL LIE because you know what would be healthier? ANYTHING. And ANYTHING includes scrambled eggs or a PBJ sandwich, both of which take less effort than picking up the phone to order pizza. Though. That's not entirely true, because Joe always calls to order the pizza. Hmm.

Going back to work today was HELLA NOT FUN and I'm sorry for just saying "hella." I don't think I've ever said or typed that before so I'm not sure why that's the way I'm starting 2013 on my blog. WTF. Anyway. You know what was not fun about today? I had to get up at a certain time (even if it didn't end up being exactly ON TIME), the temperature when I left home was 14 degrees, and this is how I spent my days while on break: eating, drinking, sitting in pajamas, watching Doctor Who, going to the movies. I don't get to do any of that at work! Except eat. And I can drink, but only stuff like water or soda, no wine or whiskey.

Today's not all bad, though, NO IT IS NOT. My sister turned 27 today (HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SISTER!) but it took me a long time this morning to think of how old she was going to be. You see, because in my head, she's still, like, 21 but that's only because in my head, I'm still 25. When I realized she was going to be 27, I THEN realized that I am turning 31 in just a few months! I realized a lot of things, I know. It's been a pretty crazy day. I don't know why turning 31 seems scarier than turning 30 but it does. It's not the age part of it, really, I think it's just that SERIOUSLY I JUST TURNED 30. I haven't even gotten used to being 30 yet! I still think of myself as a twenty-something, which hasn't been true for 8 months now. STOP MOVING, TIME, AND LET ME CATCH UP. Jerk.

I don't have a point, really (SHOCKER). Just that it's only the second day of the year and I already feel like I'm behind.

NaNoWriMo Update: Day 2

I don't think I'm going to do these updates every day (YOU'RE WELCOME) but I finished writing today with extra time (score!) and I felt like blogging, OK, so get off my back! Ahem.

Word Goal for the Day: 1667
Words Written Today: 2239
Goal's Ass Kicked: CHECK

In order to write 50,000 words in 30 days, I should be writing 1667 words a day. I'm trying my best to do that or better every day, so I'm not scrambling at the end. Of course, this is assuming I write every day and don't have an off day where I'd rather cut my fingers off than type ANOTHER DAMN WORD and let's face it...I'm gonna have one (or 15) of those days. But, whatever. Right now I am 1093 words ahead of where I'm supposed to be and that's almost a whole day's worth of writing so YES, NaNoWriMo, you ARE my bitch. For now. I'm sure the tables will turn in a few days.

Anyway. I hope everyone had a good Halloween. I almost just wrote Thanksgiving there instead of Halloween. Just...what? Wishful thinking, I guess. Thanksgiving is when I feel like it's totally alright that I eat my weight in mashed potatoes but no, it was just Halloween, not Thanksgiving. Would you believe I didn't even eat one piece of candy? Probably because we didn't buy any, which was good, because we had zero trick-or-treaters. I'm not sure I've ever seen a child in our apartment complex, now that I think about it, which is probably good since someone who lives here just randomly throws up outside.

You know what was nice? Daylight Savings Time. I love the whole fall back an hour thing, but why stop there? Let's fall back to Friday right now. Or we could spring ahead to this Friday. I'm OK either way, really. I dislike the whole getting dark early thing, though. It makes me want to go to bed at seven o'clock. Last night, Heidi and I were talking in the living room and didn't have any lights on and after a while, I realized I could barely see her face and that's because it was six o'clock and it was dark out already. Wah wah. I did like driving to work in the not-dark today. It makes it far less likely that I will fall asleep at the wheel and drive into a ditch or Ikea or something. I think we can all agree that that's a WIN.