I Have No Life

Lately I have been struggling with a real lack of motivation. On all fronts. Work, home improvements, life in general. I have energy. The problem is that I don't really feel like DOING anything with that energy. I would rather waste my time eating bowl after bowl of generic Fruity Pebbles while watching bad TV. It's been working out for me so far. This past Sunday, rather than work on our ONLY bathroom with a shower (which is sink-less, and needs to be primed and painted before I have guests on Friday night), I sat on the bed in my underwear, watching Law & Order: SVU reunions. Last night, instead of again, working on the bathroom, I watched Secret Life of the American Teenager (a show so bad, it's good). Don't yell at me for watching Secret Life. It's like a car accident - I know I shouldn't be watching, but I CAN'T LOOK AWAY! It was created by Brenda Hampton, the genius behind 7th Heaven, so I don't know if that answers any of your lingering questions. I think it's funny that I will make fun of people who watch "Rock of Love" and "So You Think You Can Dance", but this is the crap on my TV. Haha, yay, judgements.

So, back to my complete lack of motivation - what's that about? I have plenty to do at work, and home, and everywhere else in my life, so it's not as if I am idle.

Speaking of plenty to do, I have a meeting tonight for my high school reunion committee. OMG. I am coming up on my 10-year high school reunion, and for whatever reason, I signed up to be on this committee that plan. I don't know why I did that. I haven't quite decided if I regret this decision. Tonight is supposed to have quite the little turn out, with the Who's Who of my high school (for those of you who are interested, I wasn't one of those "Who's" at my high school - part dork, part athlete, part teenage-drama queen was me).

This should be interesting. I figure it has two outcomes:

1. I will be the Champion of the Committee, having the best clothes and hair (which I planned for today, I mean, come on, aren't we all in constant competition with out high school frenimies, even 10 years later? Gray button down, white skirt, wide black belt and black heels. Accessorized with key designer jewelery. Hair in high ponytail with front poofy thing. I look spectacular, and I have to tell you that), best job, nicest car, most wonderful husband (ugh, don't get me started on that, gonna punch him right about now), et cetera et cetera. OR
2. I will come home, and want to shoot myself upon realizing that I am not the Champion of the Committee, and I have lost miserably to these people I have no real connection with, except we shared our awkward years at the same institution.

Before you go ahead and make your foolish UNeducated guesses, please let me tell you about some of the people with whom I went to high school. Almost everyone has a masters or law degree. I have neither of these things. These people travel the world, have spectacular jobs with companies like Lehman Brothers (haha, more specifically, that was my EX-boyfriend, score one for ME!), they work in NY with mayors, the work in DC with congresspeople, please tell me you get where I am going with this one... One girl actually moved to Africa and started a school for young girls - built the damn building WITH HER OWN TWO HANDS. Since I am really the universe's personal pawn, which do you think it will be people?