Dear Journal....

So, I'll leave my blog-debut-day with these random thoughts. Because my brain is like that sometimes. Well, more than sometimes. But mostly because I need some blog-practice.

I love a really pretty-ly made bed. (is that a word? I know, my Aggie education hard at work). I especially love MY bed. I love the colors, and I love the bed itself, all Iron and scrolly and 4-posted, and I love the new curtains we have hanging behind it. They were bought solely to hopefully drop the temp in our room a few thousand degrees because the window above the bed gets the afternoon sun, and even though I put black-out tint on it, it wasn't helping. But my $7 purchase at Ross wound up adding a richness to the room I never expected.

So anyway, today was wash the sheets day, and since I usually don't get to finish up the laundry until late, that usually means having to put the sheets on the bed late at night (ugh-what a beating). But, I can't just throw the sheets on it. I have to completely make the bed, tucks and folds and pillows and everything, even if I'm about to get in it. Isn't that weird??

And especially tonight, when I'm doing this late at night, and even though I will be getting up at 5am to run tomorrow am, I now have to take a shower. Because I am NOT getting in my beautifully made clean bed after being all gross from being at the pool all day. So now it's even later!
Does anyone else do weird things like this in the name of fashion? (Well, decorating, I guess, but that doesn't sound as cool)

Well that's all for today, and that's how I "C" it! :)

p.s. I titled this post "Dear Journal" in honor of Sue Sylvester. Can't wait to see ya in the fall again, Sue.