Whenever I make a renewed effort to blog, I get to this point and really struggle to find ANYTHING to talk about.
Especially when the most thrilling part of my day was walking into the Commons at work, to find trays of chips and salsa, free for all. Dinner = check!

The second most interesting thing I did was gather all the mail piled up on my desk from the last 3 months, pretended to glance through it, consolidated it all into a new, bigger bag, which I then stashed UNDER the desk. Progress.
No but seriously, I have nothing to share.
Unless you want to hear about how Dawn and I can't stop watching Jane Austen movies when we REALLY should be sleeping.
Or about how I wake up every morning with so much pain in my back that I hobble around like 200 year old slug. And yet I do nothing about it because I still don't believe doctors are real.
Or about how my closet condition is so desperate that I might just burn it down and start over. Winter clothes still on the shelves and hangers and in laundry baskets, summer clothes in boxes "ready" to rotate in, all sorts of dry-cleaning and clean laundry and dirty laundry, no will to organize because I can't remember if I'm supposed to hang my t-shirts or fold them in stacks and should the cardigans be separate from the pullover tops, or combined and color coded? What fits and what needs mending? Which skirts should be grouped on which hangers, and which will stretch out if hung, and should I iron all the linen before I add it into the mix? All the decisions are literally crippling me. Haha, it makes me laugh to think how revealing and ridiculous this is.
Anyway! CZ comes to DC on Monday, wooo! And, I have a trip to Utah* planned in June, woohoo!
(*Get ready Wiley's!)