Yeah, so right now, I'm taking a break from cleaning. I tried to tackle my desk. Without a plan of action. BAD idea. So, in the course of an hour to an hour and a half (not actually sure how long it was), I managed to pull everything off and out of it, wipe it down, sort through some of the crap, and put some stuff back in the main drawer and two or three compartments. However, because there's still massive amounts of crap on my floor, my room looks even worse. Again, I ask, Why does it have to get worse before it gets better?
Yep. I took the day off from swimming today, but I only slept til like, 7. I have 2 days a week where I don't get up at the crack of dawn, and I STILL get no sleep. Waaaaah.
Ok, well, I'm thinking I'm gonna go take a shower, then walk over to Old Navy and such to look for a present for Allie. And then I'm going to nap and clean a little. Or come back and talk to Patrick again. We have such stupid conversations. I love it.
Bye all!

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