So after one of the busiest weeks of my life I decided I was going to spend Monday doing exactly . . . nothing. For those of you who don't already know, Monday is the one day each week that I take off, so this week I thought it was important to not move. At all. And there's something I've learned that I'd like to share with you.
Unless you are the most secure person alive, you should never, ever watch daytime TV. Never ever. Daytime TV makes you feel fat as you're bombarded with Dexitrim commercials. Daytime makes you feel useless as you take in 16 variations on the DeVry pitch. Daytime TV makes you distrust whole concepts of a love life or mental sanity as you watch three minutes of any soap opera on the air. "I'll MAKE him love me, if it's the last thing I do!"
Yeah, I'm not going to try that again anytime soon . . .
