domestic.

as if i ever thought it would come to this. apparently i, along with most of you, was very wrong.

my current thoughts are swirling around the tasks i have set out for myself today. obviously, the fact that im writing a blog right now instead of doing any of these things, shows my true procrastinator self in all my glory. i'd be much happier watching the second episode of the cosby show...but alas. i have things to do, some of which i was too lazy to do yesterday...and if i dont do that...they'll just pile higher for tomorrow.

i've become domesticated. i can hardly contain myself. my days are filled with vacuums, magic erasers, laundry soap, dirty dishes, and cooking. who'd have thought? i used to hate all these things. i'd rather spend a day in bed then have to was dishes or clean the toilet...now i find myself doing some of these things everyday.

however, i dont mind. this is my life...and for once, in the last 15 years, im satisfied with it. i dont mind early mornings, and early bed-times. i dont mind spending hours to have a clean house. im happy.

and instead of jealousy and resentment for what i may not deserve, i wish those around me would be happy for me, for what i am now.

only time will tell.