Come on down

So I start off the year a GREAT note. /sarcasm. First off. I don’t believe in resolutions. New years is just another day. I mean you can use it as a marker to see how you’ve done the past 365. But really EVERYDAY is a good day to try and get your shit together…. That being said. I’m in the mist of a failure of a day. And it’s 7am! When I do everything right, something always goes wrong. Moms calls that the ‘(insert my last name) luck’. Aka the family curse (my ‘pops’ side of the family, not hers). Things can only get better from here. Hopefully. I guess I should be thankful I’m not a hungry african baby or a 12 year old sex slave. Right?