I have routines. It may sound boring but I like a good routine. Keeps me in check and being 33 and a diabetic, it makes my life easier. I know what I can and cannot do and what I shouldn't do. I sleep early, eat breakfast, lunch and dinner, drink water and so forth. Basically, I live by the clock and I don't even wear a watch (though I have so many). It may seem boring but I know it's something I have to do. So, when I do something out of the norm, mainly done during the week, I'm thrown off. I didn't realize I missed Top Chef until 9p, bed time. Then again, I'm getting bored with the show. I watched Project Runway last night (now 90 minutes long) and WTF? Casanova stays?! Ugh. But, I'm going to watch it.
A friend of a friend is having a yard sale tomorrow to raise some funds for the husband's medical bills. He has acute leukemia. In all honesty, I carry guilt. My brother has chronic leukemia and seemingly walks around unaffected. Yet, the friend's husband has been in and out of the hospital for a while now. So, in a show of support, I'll be there cause if I had to, I'd give my life for my beloved brother. Buying other people's junk is the least I could do.