I felt the guilt when I lied to my mom tonight, after she asked me how the new routine was going, and if I'd been using it regularly.
"Every other day...yup."
Sorry mom. I totally lied to you.
I've used it 5 times.
OMG. I lied again. What is wrong with me?
I've used it 4 times. And today barely counts, as was really only for 15 minutes as Miss M refuses to sleep past 6:15 these days and holy hell that is effing early and who the hell gets up BEFORE 6am to do anything? I can't even drink tea before 6am. It is an ungodly hour.
I knew putting it in the basement was a mistake. Although now I have an excuse for a 2nd PVR. Then I could start recording 90210 + Melrose in the basement seulement.
Then I'd have to go down there right?
Stupid aging metabolism and baby weight-gain and laziness... You're all conspiring against me.
*Totally written while devouring a piece of cheesecake. Chocolate cheesecake. Because... go big or go home, right?