Diving In

You wish you were my roommate right? Check out the book.

Sometimes you just need to stretch, ya know? Like after sitting at a desk for eight hours. Or after spending an entire weekend rapidly pouring through DVDs of "The Closer." You know what I mean.

But sometimes you also need to stretch more than your legs. You need to stretch yourself. Like, grow or something?!

 

Well, since I've recently decided to embark on a 30 day fashion challenge (my second attempt) to stretch my creative closet muscles, I figured I might better come up with some more human goals too. The kind that make me feel less weird about being the kind of crazy blogging person that spends thirty minutes in a parking lot taking silly (and sweaty - it's HOT people) snapshots, all while pretending weird passersby aren't watching.

Anyways, here are some *HUMAN GOALS* I've set for the next 30 days. Wish me luck! As you can see, I could use it.

• Take out trash before smell becomes vomit-inducing.
• Remove vacuum from living room before I start mistaking it for a floor lamp.
• Hang clothes. Fold clothes. Find homes for clothes that are not my bed or bedroom floor.
• Cook and eat more turkey.
• Waste less food.
• Eat one non-fried vegetable a day. Baked sweet potato fries definitely count.
• Finish season three of  The Closer.
• Order pictures to finally fill my empty frames.
• Price internet. Invest in internet. So I don't have to blog from closed Starbucks.
• Write and mail a letter. 'Cause snail mail rocks.
• Have coffee with a friend.
• Have coffee and write. Not web surf. WRITE!
• Paint nails.
• Visit Gold’s... the gym, not the creepy Pirate Pub.
• Buy flowers.
• Doodle MORE! 
• Plan a photo tour of my new“hometown.”
• Go swimming. Meaning, actually get my hair wet.
• Get hair cut.
• Use iTunes card. Create workout mix, work mix, and finally update 2006 iPod.
• Pinterest apartment decor ideas with Jessie.
• Make two new friends (three counting the stuffed pig) at the DMV.
• Get new license with even worse picture than the one being escaped.

Really? Is my head really that wide? And blue? Don't answer!

What do you know? I can check two of those off, which makes this a very good start I'd say.

 

I hope your week is going as/even more swimmingly.

Even if it means your hair looks like poop. Sometimes you just gotta dive in.