Rolling on to number 7

    It’s almost 3am here and I’ve been up since 10pm….What a day debunking my bedroom closet of the last 4 years of rubbish was an all day job! 4 trash bags ful of clothes and shoes and just crap! How did my poor closet get so not O.C.D? So from 10am to 5:30pm I worked like a dog….

    My mum heard me tell my auntie I was going to to do it so here she came! Bitching about every little thing I was putting in a rubbish bag….”Your not throwing that out are you? YUP! Well give it to me….I love my mum but she thinks nothing should be rubbish and she’ll always find something to do with it….

    Not me! I could careless but stuff….I have my little things like everyone else but if I lost it tomorrow I would not cry over it….Maybe my pooh bear I’ve had since I was 6 b/c my daddy got it for me but other then that nah….Anyhow I am so tired….

    I can do a lot of stuff but man my poor poor body just can’t anymore….How did I get so old so fast?….Makes me sick thinking about it….I use to surf and hike now my bones feel like I just got hit by a mack truck!

    I’ll feel it a lot more in the morning and tomorrow and will no don’t stay in bed all day….and yet the state of UT thinks I can go get a job? Yea,right! I better get this done cause now I am getting so tired I can’t keep me little hazel/green eyes open….Night all~Mermz