The Story of My Life

This has been the story of my life lately…  It’s really got to stop.

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Via someone on Pinterest and texted to me by my friend Karin. That's all the credit I can give.

 

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5 thoughts on “The Story of My Life

  1. Heh. I’m the same way. My “non-working” hours are precious to me, so I try to make them last as long as possible. It always bites me in the ass the next morning.

    • That is such a nicer way to say what I think!!!

      When I make that same statement it comes out as, “I resent spending so much of my time at a job I hate so when I get home I want to make the most of those hours and that’s why I end up staying up so late. Then I can’t get up on time in the morning which makes me late to work, which makes me have to work late, which gives me fewer hours for myself in the evening, which makes me stay up too late, which makes me– Oh no I’ve gone cross eyed!”

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