Don't Even Think About It.

Don't even think about making a newfangled pie (because you want to feel cool and surprise your hubby with his favorite berries in a culinary masterpiece).... because you'll end up buying something other than gelatin, spending 20 bucks on it, and it will look like poo in the end.

Don't even think about doing the dishes... because they'll just come back with a vengeance the next time you turn around. Every time.

Don't even think about popping in the pilates DVD... because you can't find your pilates mat.

Don't even think about doing an extra 10 minutes worth of work by copying the talk in relief society for other sisters... because someone else will assume you didn't do it (regardless of it being your job) and do it for you.

Don't even think about doing your makeup or hair... because not a soul will notice, care, or admit that you look any different, and your hair will fry up and fall out because of how much you straighten it.

Don't even think about cross stitching while peeved... because you'll mess up in your fury and end up unpicking more than you stitched.

Don't even think about trying to convince yourself you're in a good mood when you're not... because it won't work.

Don't even think about telling the person who loves you most that you're 'just peachy'... because they won't believe you and they'll just look at you funny until you go crazy, cry, or get better and faking it.

Don't even think about getting ahead... because it's useless.



Right?

Don't even think about it.



But whatever you do, don't even think about giving up on yourself.... because contrary to popular belief, life will go on and it will be glorious.