Jiminy Cricket there's Sand in my Sandwhich

What broke my day: Sand. Now, don’t get me wrong sand has it’s strong points. Living in West Michigan we have beautiful sand here. It squeaks when you walk on it making it feel very clean (which it isn’t but still it seems that way). Sand is the kind of thing that seems like a good idea in theory but isn’t so great in reality. Sand gets in all of your crevices and even in your hair....disgusting. It’s the gift that keeps on giving, and giving and giving. After one single excursion to the beach I can still find sand in my hair for up to a week afterwards. No matter what you do when your on the beach, no matter how careful you are, you can never seem to keep your towel free of sand.  Many things sound like a good idea on the beach, but they aren’t that great because of , you guessed it, sand. Picnics on the beach: Seemingly romantic until you take a bite into your sandwich and you find that is actually a SANDwich. Walks on the beach: Romantic, except for the fact that for some reason the sand migrates northward and somehow it’s in your shoes and pants. Somehow you come home and sand is in your purse which you didn’t even take to the beach. What’s the worst is when you get it in your mouth. You never know how it happens, but then it grinds against your teeth and crunches in your ear. It’s almost worse than fingernails against a chalkboard. I dislike sand. It’s not an opinion, it’s a fact.

What made my day: Getting things done early. There is nothing better than finishing your to-do list early and then having a free and clear mind during your free time.  It’s good when you have lots of things accomplished early in the day, because it gives you a more positive day.  I love it because it makes me feel like I’m not lazy, and then when I am lazy later, I can justify it and not feel guilty. Okay, so it doesn’t happen often but when it does it makes me what to do it more often (which I inevitably don’t, but who’s going to tell me to stop). I love having nothing over my head to make me feel  like I need to finish something. I don’t have to worry, and I can do whatever I want.  Take a nap, catch up on Dr. Who or Gossip Girl, get on facebook, read a book, go bungee jumping, sky diving, save the world, build a bridge, or end world hunger.  That’s totally why I wrote this at 10:00 in the morning (though I didn’t post it) because now I don’t have to worry about writing it later it’s not being figuratively dangled over my head taunting me, telling me I’m lazy, I’m not accomplished ect. My little Jimney Cricket is shut up, and no longer taunting me in a British accent about how I need to finish my list and be a good girl. (okay I don’t really have a cricket in my head that speaks in a British accent, but it would be cool). Anyways, now that this is written I  can do whatever I please, including curing Cancer. SCORE!