I said I was over the whole creepy picture thing, but maybe I’m not.
I keep thinking about all the things I want to write about and then I do nothing about it. Which isn’t normal for me. Usually, I think about something and then I do it. People that just talk about doing things, but don’t actually ever do them get under my skin. I’m a doer.
But now I’m not doing.
I’m avoiding. And doing pointless things like changing the background of my blog as opposed to writing on my blog.
I do this all the time. When I have something important that I don’t want to do (like work stuff that I bring home–which I rarely do), I’ll do anything else but said work. Like last night. I was doing laundry like a champ. For no other reason than to avoid working on a project. It was 11:00 at night and I’m folding socks like there could be a sock shortage any second and all the Grahams needed to be prepared. It was definitely one for the record books.
I’m a doer, but I’m also an all-star avoider.
These are just some of the many talents I possess.
On a completely random and unrelated note, I turn 30 in exactly one month. I have no specific feelings about this. Oh, except the feelings I have about so many people making a big deal about their thirtieth birthdays and the me-me-me, let’s throw a party thing. That’s super-annoying and seems immature for someone leaving their twenties behind.
Also random, I’m so much better than I was a decade ago. And last year, actually. So that’s how I’m going to celebrate the big 3-0, being better than I was last year.
And I also might do some reminiscing and embarrassing pictures, but mostly just be happy I’m better than I was. Still a work-in-progress, but more done than yesterday.