a hot day

We finally turned on the AC. It's amazing that we haven't really used it much this summer. It's usually on all the time and turned up way too high (I'm usually freezing my butt off in this house). It is a hot day today. I put off some things that I should have done because of it. I think hot weather must make me sleepy and groggy and a big loss of inspiration.

On a side note, Saturday I made myself a pair of linen sailor shorts. Think 1930s. You thought I had forgotten about the 1930s? Not so. I'm still sucked in. I tried taking pictures yesterday, but I look ridiculous in every single one. So I'll take them another day. {There is something about posing in shorts that just feels weird. I want it to look like the cover of a 1930s French fashion magazine {you know, like circa 1931 on the beach}, but instead I just look dumb. Besides, I feel somewhat narcissistic {yes, THAT word} taking pictures of myself. I feel like cutting off my head in every picture because of it.}

The above text I wrote earlier this afternoon. It's now past midnight and I've already gone to bed and then gotten up again because I couldn't sleep. I even had an Oreo and a glass of milk and yet I am not sleepy. There's something lacking. I kept thinking of looking for inspiring images and I really haven't come up with too many. I guess it was just one of those days where your brain does not seem to function properly and everything you want to do gets thrown to the wind. I did get stuff done, but not nearly as much as I wanted. I was even going to get to bed early so I could wake up early tomorrow to catch up. And what do I do? I can't fall asleep. I was really tired all day and all night so I thought it would be easy, but no. So here I am up late rambling away in my journal. Hm...I know it's terrrribly boring to read so I should stop.

I'm going to get another glass of milk. Maybe another Oreo.

{p.s. Now that the AC is on I am freezing again. Go figure.}