Incompetent Blogger

That's me. When I think of people who I consider to be good at life, they are usually pretty consistent with things they start. I get a big F for failure on that one. I can't even give myself an E for effort, and I'm scoring myself so that's pretty bad. I have been thinking of a lot of awesome stuff that I should do (such as maintain my blog that no one reads), but pretty much my day(s) go as follows:

Wake up-this usually occurs 1-3 hours after the time that I chose to set my alarm for the night before. I am a night person with grandiose ideas for the next day that keep me up late, therefore resulting in lack of sufficient rest, which can then serve as my excuse for not doing damnit the next day. When I finally do get out of bed, I vow to never hit the snooze button that many times again and promise myself that I will do everything that I had planned for the morning in the next 20 minutes. This results in a frenzy of ADD in which I rush around the house and move things around and they then become the thing I misplaced earlier. All of a sudden I remember the thing I was trying to accomplish but did not because I remembered the just forgotten task in the middle of the thing. Follow that? Me either. So I spend 30 minutes trying to carry out the plans that I estimated would take a couple of hours the night before but then decided I could do in 20 minutes in the morning. Then I get in the shower late and am in agitated fury trying to get ready and get to work. Which is a great way to start your work day as a retail pharmacist (I'll save that for a later blog). So then I suffer through my 9-12 hour shift, standing in front of a line of gawking customers (all mad because their butter is getting warm while they wait on their prescriptions). I know what the monkeys at the zoo feel like and I don't blame them for flinging poo. So then I get off work, I'm on E, and all of the things I didn't get done that morning sound like a great thing to get up and do early the next morning, and I set the alarm again...

So I've been pretty much a loser since I started blogging about trying to become awesome. In order to get some focus and motivation, I should probably get (as a daily reminder) an inconspicuous tattoo that says "No Excuses" in some foreign language that I should try to learn in my wasted time. Profound. I'm sure it would work.

Here is what I want to accomplish in the near future:
1. I want to learn Spanish
2. I want to play the harmonica
3. I need to learn to ride a bike (shut up)

I know there is more than that, but it's 1:22 am and I have to be up at 6:30 am (aka 8:00 am, which is bad enough).