I'm not good at responsibility

I finally forced myself to do those couple of things that were making me dread getting out of bed. My feeling of accomplishment just got squashed by remembering a dozen more that have me feeling worried and sick. I hate that, dang it!

Yesterday we had cake with the fam for Andy's birthday. It was so fun. First off, there was cake. Secondly, I just enjoy hanging out with the family so much. The kids were so happy they were playing together like champs for the rest of the night. Now, they keep asking me to eat up the leftover cupcakes. I should just let them so this doesn't drag on for days and days. And then I won't be sneaking them all the time. Yes, I sneak food. If the kids see me, it opens a whole can of worms that I don't wanna fish with.

I feel like I'm on top of and in control of my job for the Summer Youth Musical. Blacklight -check. Blacklight paint - check. Blacklight makeup - waiting for an email on that one. So half-check.

I couldn't sleep until 4:30am, so I watched movies on some tv channel. "The Women" with Meg Ryan and "Rachel Getting Married" with Anne Hathaway. Man, that last one is uber-depressing and bleh. No watchy. I like "The Women," though. My mom had told me it had zero men in it, and I didn't believe her, but it is true. No men on the street, no men in the restaurants, no men in the stores. Until the baby boy at the end. Nobody performs too well in that movie, but I have low standards.

I think I will force, yes force, myself to do two more things on the list. Just two. Then I can get on with my regular schedule of nothing.