24

[lilorangina]

I always told myself 24 was going to be a good year. I suppose that might be because my favorite number is 24. I wonder if that's why I am up so early despite a night with a little too much wine. I just can't start off a great year sleeping until noon. Not that I do anyway...*cough* It's just time to get up and do something about it. You get out what you put in. You'd think I would have figured this out before twenty freaking four years had passed. :) I'm just tired of kicking myself and feeling like I should do more. Why kick myself about it when I could just do the things I want and need to do? Then I have no reason to kick myself or complain. Then I can proudly look in the mirror and like the person I see. There is no way to be proud of yourself when you never do anything to be proud of. I know I'm hard on myself, but having talents isn't enough. You have to use them to really be worth your salt. Enough is enough. Erin has put her foot down. This is the year when my talents will not lie wasted any longer.

Well, time for a shower and perhaps I'll read. Ah, how nice. I'll read and watch the day hatch. :)