Soooooo.....last night when I got off work at 9:30, instead of coming home and being responsible and doing at least an hour's worth of studying for my final on Wednesday, I decided to go online window shopping for dresses. Because it is almost spring, which means warm weather, which means I don't have to wear jeans all the freakin' time. I have a love/hate relationship with jeans, and for awhile it has been hate because most of my jeans are too big. Thus they fall and then I am constantly paranoid about my underwear showing. Bad new bears, man. But I love dresses. Love them. And I really think I need more day dresses, because so many of mine are too fancy for normal, everyday clothing, and I would wear them everyday once the weather gets warm (I'm trying to justify wanting so many, please bear with me).
Anyhoo...I spent a good hour and a half looking at about every dress at shabbyapple and PiperLime and well, that just not a smart thing for this girl to do before she goes to sleep. After looking at all the pretty dresses, I turned off my computer, switched off the light and got all cuddled up in bed with the kitten. But did I sleep? No sir I did not. After having spent at all that time staring at dresses, I thought about which one(s) I might actually be able to buy, then if I did, which shoes and accessories I would wear with them. And for what occasion. Then my mind starts going on all the things I can't wait to do after Saturday. Then I started thinking about all the things I have to this week so that I'm prepared for my finals. Then I started getting a little stressed out and then I was just tossing and turning. Until 3 a.m. No bueno. So I'm really sleepy, hence the rambly and strange nature of this post. Sorry. I really need some coffee.
So after all this what have we learned? Mallory should not look at dresses before bed because that just leads to hours of non-sleep, which is very important at this juncture in her life because she has finals, damnit!
A real post later this week. Hopefully I won't be so sleep deprived. Hopefully.
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