I Make Plans, God Laughs

I'm easily distracted by shiny objects.

When I dropped 40 lbs of frozen Kumquat puree on my index finger on Day 2 of the self-imposed 2 month deadline, I realized I was irony's bitch.  Well, I actually thought of that after yelling F**k several times, almost barfing and passing out from the pain.

So much to my chagrin my posting may not be as consistent as I want it to be.

Shit.

I hate being thrown a curve ball so early in the game.  I need to keep remembering the positive ideas that I am finally believing to be in me.