in the wake of this weekend's organizational productivity, today i have had what i would call a "perfect" day, only in the most uninteresting, societally-expected way possible— which is to say i got all my errands done, bought groceries, had a productive day at work, ate three square healthy meals, got in a workout, did all the dishes, chatted with my friends a little, asked somebody cute out on a date etc etc.
and now i'm just like, shit. you're tellin me i have to do that same thing again for another 364 days??
