Anyway - to kick of the weekend, I did some cleaning at home last night. Kitchen, bathroom, living room and finally -- bedroom. My room was trashed with clothes I had almost worn, an overflowing hanger of scarves and random mail scattered around. I avoided it hardcore (see above: Cleaning the entire apartment first) and gave in around midnight. Two hours after I said I was going to go to bed. (Thanks Mom for instilling the Night Owl gene! )

Of course this was now the perfect time to clean out my wardrobe. I ended up with a bag of clothes to donate, which I gave to my roommate Sarah who can donate them at work, Partners in Health .
Unfortunately - at some point in the evening (12:45a?) I stood up, gathering a bunch of clothes on the floor to put in a bag and smacked my head on the corner of the open sock drawer. I'm honestly surprised it did not start bleeding, and was quick to call it a night after that.
It is safe to say I need a few days off to relax and try not to hurt myself. T-minus 2 hours til the weekend officially begins with a pizza date w/Scott at Posto!
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