Things I know...

Over the last couple of weeks I have been really think about things and trying to get them in perspective and really there are times when that isn't the easiest thing to work on. January is all about trying to create something new for yourself and restarting everything in your life or at least a few things that you want to change for the new year.

The one conclusion that I have come to is that there just isn't enough time. I keep seeing people who say I'll sleep when I'm dead, because they have so many things that they are trying to do in life. What I'm getting at though is coming to the conclusion that there are things that there just isn't time for in this life. I'll let that sink in for a moment....there just isn't time to do everything that is on your list.

I know that I will never be able to write a best selling novel. I want to do this more than everything else. Actually I could care less if it is a best seller. I just want to put a novel out there and get all these thoughs and plotlines out of my head. There are so many stories pushing to be told in there that there are days when it gets hard  to think.

I know that my house will never look like anything on Pinterest. There will always be dirty dishes in the sink and dog hair on the couch, heck there will always be my hair everywhere in the house. There is a whole basket full of clothes sitting next to the couch and the washer and dryer are full.

There are other things that I know but for now these are the two that are hitting the hardest.

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The highlight of my week...aka don't judge me

The last two weeks have been a little blah and a constant barrage of mess. To the point that there are only a few things that have made it better.

Like the day that I went to get ice and right as I opened the door to the ice  machine at work it dropped a new batch of ice. Score!

The other is so sad it is unreal. For atleast six months I have felt something in my ear. I've tried to scratch thinking that it was a little buildup of wax. There have been many days where I dig in there and just can't get the right angle with my finger and then just give up. Last week I had had it with it. Standing in front of the mirror I grabbed the tweezers and used them to scrape and then I felt it. There was a release of pressure and there it was on the end of the tweezers, it was a clogged pore.Yes it had been bugging me for atleast six months, that is a long time to be able to feel something and not be able to do anything about it.

It makes me feel really pathetic. That fresh ice and popping a zit made the last two weeks.

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