Sometimes I just stand in the kitchen with a fork and eat bits of brownie.  Often this results in me eating the entire pan (by myself) within two days, three if I’m a little side tracked.

Sometimes I let my kids play in their rooms while I watch something on TV that I want to watch.  Lately that something has been Teen Mom.

Sometimes it’s all I can do to get out the door and accomplish ONE task.  A walk plus a trip to Walmart  is almost too much and I come home worn out.

Sometimes I wear the same bra for DAYS.  Through night sweats (yes, I get night sweats when I nurse) and all.

Sometimes I wonder when I’ll get to use my personal training certification again.  And thinking about it too long makes me a little sad.

Sometimes I’ll go through the entire day and nary a vegetable has been eaten.  That was yesterday…and today so far.

Sometimes my kids sleep in the clothes they wore that day.  Pajamas are nice in theory but only create more laundry.

A shirtless Porter.

Sometimes cleaning my floors makes me feel better.  Like in an OCD kind of way.

Sometimes thinking about all that I need to do for Blend (THREE WEEKS!!) gives me the hives.

Sometimes I feel like I want REALLY short hair but then I chicken out.  Drastic color change?  The same way.

Sometimes I hold on to clothes and shoes SO LONG that they come back in style before I’ve had the chance to donate them.

Sometimes I blog stalk without commenting. I’m guessing some of you might do this too.

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QUESTION:  YOUR TURN!  Tell me a “sometimes”.

splendid…lindsay