I hate having brain farts. It reminds me of the time in college when I spent an hour bird walking with a pal and at the end he says "how did we get here again?" causing us to spend the next 15 minutes trying to figure out how we got to where we were in the conversation. Heck I thought we were just shooting the bull...
So what of that brain fart you ask? Well, I thought I was BOM for April. Nope I'm block of the month for May. Lovely. I felt this huge pile of stuff weighing on me and it turns out I was the one to making the pile heavy. Eeegads, I must be a camel let's just pile it on.
The good news is that I'm heading out of town a little weekend girls getaway. I can hardly wait, and of course I will have plenty of new reviews for "trying a bit of something new" when I arrive back home. Hopefully I can leave my brain farts here where they will dissipate never to be seen, smelt, or heard from again.
2 comments:
I do that too. Put unnessecary pressure on myself. I'm glad you have a while longer to worry about it. Hehe
Brain farts never go away. They just hibernate for awhile. Then they come back stinky as ever!
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