I seriously don't have a clue. I don't have any excuses for fucking around. I hate myself when I fuck around. All I do is fuck around.
It's almost to the point where I hate NonMom™ days as much as MomDays™ because I know they're the one day that I "claim" I can get things done...and yet I never do. Note: Yesterday (Tuesday, 10/6/2015) was one of the absolute WORST days ever. Got off my computer by 10 am or so and never got back on there. Didn't even hardly spend a waking moment even CONTEMPLATING actually "doing" one of the many things on my to-do list. Nor did I sit around and "think" much about the ShellySituation™. I just...didn't do a fucking thing.
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