*writing thank you notes
*organizing my files
*hand shredding millions of old bank statements armed with a pair of scissors, an aching hand, and a boatload of determination
*balancing my checkbook
*learning how to bind my own books
*deciding which of my birthday presents is impossibly cuter
Seriously, I can't decide! Is it the mini-journals?
Four impossibly cute mini-journals and a matchbook (size comparison again). Any one of them is exactly the right size for say, tucking into a carry-on and bringing to France. But I have the new journal fear! What can I possibly write that's worthy of the adorably funky fabric covers and the pristine blank pages?
Impossibly cute present #2: cupcake-shaped mini-lipglosses! And they smell just like your Strawberry Shortcake doll from the 80s!
I'm also afraid to use these. They're just so adorable and doll-sized. The last time I had a tiny adorable lipgloss that I loved, I left it in the pocket of my pants and sent it through the washer and dryer. That was a sad day. A sad, sad day. Did you know even tiny adorable lipglosses leave stains that will never, ever come out?
I also got a bracelet made by hipsters in Brooklyn. This one I'm not afraid to use, probably because unlike journals and lipglosses, I can't use it up.
And I love it. Thank you Tal!!!
Anyway, have a good weekend everyone. I'll be here, thinking about touching a pen to the blank pages of my impossibly cute journals, and sweating and shaking in terror at the thought. Oh, and writing about twenty pages of various papers. Due Monday. *Gulp.*
Now if you'll excuse me, I think I can find some bills to pay, or some...carpet lint to...sort. I can't be expected to work in an environment with unorganized carpet lint! First things first, people.