“You’re like twenty-two girls in one and none of them know what they’re runnin’ from.”-John Mayer
Holy humidity, hump day. You are kickin’ my sweet behind this week. My hair won’t stay straight and my lungs scream when I run. This week has been nothing but a hot, sweaty mess and to be honest-I can’t wait for it to be over. Friday means that I will be 24 hours away from parking my tush on some West Palm Beach sand and not giving a hoot about anything else. The only way I’m looking at a clock is to rotate sides when tanning. Teehee. I can’t wait.
This week has been such a mess. All I can do is put on this song and make a
mental three page checklist of everything I need to remember for vacation. Enjoy, you guys!