Late Night

It’s 1:35 AM on a Friday night/Saturday morning – and I am blogging – this is the latest I’ve slept in a while. Just kidding, on the night of the wedding I think I slept at 5am and woke up at 8:30 the next day. That was pretty bad.

The reason I’m staying up so late… is because I always pick the worst times to paint my nails. As in, too late at night.

Also because it took a lot longer to build my IKEA desk than I anticipated. And I am reminded that I am so lucky to have parents who will gladly help me build IKEA furniture and spend another 45 minutes switching the side the drawer is on just because I needed it to be on the other side because of the placement of the wall electrical outlets. I need to learn to not be so picky and to not fixate on things that don’t matter in the grand scheme of things. I have a tendency to get caught up in all the little things that don’t go according to plan and only see those – when in reality, life is already pretty good for me. Not just pretty good, but great. I should be more grateful.

And now it is time to stop typing and go to sleep or else my nails will become even worse than they already are.