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Mondays...

 Another Monday...

I'm trying to get things in order.  I honestly don't know what that means.  I mean, I don't work in the summer.  That might be a bad thing, though.  I am a couch potato. 

I got a terrible sunburn in Orlando.  I thought it should be better by now, but it's still very red.  I am slathering on the Aloe to try to keep it calm.  My nose is starting to feel very scaley.  I tried to stay in the shade as much as possible, but this was bound to happen after five hours by the pool.

I'm swimsuit shopping because the three I bought at the beginning of the year are all too big now.  Good problem to have, but it's so annoying. 

I used my new Therapy Notebook finally.  I love it.  I can't wait to journal more there. Not like I don't put myself out there on here. I love that I'm so unknown that I can pretty much say anything I want on here, and no one is offended because no one reads this.  

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