I have officially declared January as my month to GET SHIT DONE.
While I have no biological link to my parents I have inherited my dad's fantastic ability to procrastinate. And its every bit as awesome as it sounds. I also inherited his sarcasm. Can ya tell?
So, in January I have a month to get my shiznat done. On the list:
FINALLY organize my room.
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| not my closet. I wish. But no. |
FINALLY find a doctor. Make appointment. GO to appointment.
Find a dentist. Because my mom said I had to.
I have a few days left to be a lazy ass but as of Jan 1 shit is gettin DONE.
The end.
