Night Night

My favorite part of the day? You know that exact moment you’re lying in bed, it’s been a long day and you’ve only done about 1/3 of the things you had planned to do? Then you get that funny extreme feeling of self confidence, as if tomorrow everything can change. In your head you’ll start making a list of all these “easy” things that you can start doing tomorrow. An example? “ I will start exercising everyday from tomorrow”… or “I’ll smile and say good morning to all the familiar faces I see from now on starting tomorrow”… Well is it me or do we all really do this?

Then “tomorrow” eventually does actually come and suddenly all of those “easy” baby steps suddenly become huge giant foot sized steps. You wake up you’re definitley not in a good mood, so you just look blankly at everyone, no good mornings. Then you get home and you’re exhausted, who’s really up for a jog anyway you’ll just eat little for dinner, right? 3 hours later you’ve finally finished two plates of spaghetti and are now spooning that ice cream you had bought a week ago (“in case friends came over”). Well then it’s finally time for bed and guess what? It’s that feeling again, saying good morning? Thats easy! Exercising ? Well I can even get up just half an hour earlier and squeeze a jog in before heading off and even do a second one when I get back right before dinner. And so it goes on..

My least favorite part of the day? The part that comes right after this one, the one with disappointment for not completing my list from the night before.