my mission, should i be forced to accept it.

and, really, i have no other choice except to accept.

i’m all geared-up: laser-like steely gaze, my favorite headphones, and this brownie here. [sugar = fuel = good in this equation, fyi.]

i have several work things that need my attention today, and i intend to focus solely on them without stopping!*

*except to get more food.

*and to pet the dog.

*and to read my book.

*and to get a drink to wash down the food.

*plus the requisite bathroom trip.

*and then touring around the internet for a few minutes so i can be “updated” before getting back to work (so necessary!).

*and to procrastinate, particularly by noodling around with photos with captions about how i’m totally going to focus on work today.

*and that pedicure that i promised i’d get with my mother-in-law and sister-in-law.

*but, wait — brilliant plan — i’ll put the pedicure on my to-do list, and thus can count it as getting things done.  like the to-do list equivalent of a tax-writeoff. 

*my plan is so brilliant, i’m rewarding myself with a little break.

then i’ll get back to work.

promise. 😉