I am a complete fuckup lately.
Last night at all didn't go as planned, I didn't make it to dance practice, and yet I also didn't get any dishes done, or any room-cleaning done, or any laundry, or any knitting, or anything except for making some dinner and then eating it. It's not like I got home horrendously late; it was only 7. Plenty of time to have dinner and still make it to dance. Where the fuck did the time go? I obviously shouldn't be allowed to schedule myself; nothing gets done.
Last night at all didn't go as planned, I didn't make it to dance practice, and yet I also didn't get any dishes done, or any room-cleaning done, or any laundry, or any knitting, or anything except for making some dinner and then eating it. It's not like I got home horrendously late; it was only 7. Plenty of time to have dinner and still make it to dance. Where the fuck did the time go? I obviously shouldn't be allowed to schedule myself; nothing gets done.