Tip of the Quill: A Journal

Any lingering doubts in my mind that I am really and truly an adult have been thoroughly obliterated by the following fact: on Friday, I treated myself to a copy of Rock Band as an early birthday present, and now, just before bedtime on Sunday night, it’s still sitting in its shrink wrap in our living room. Where did the weekend go? How did I spend it, if not enjoying my eagerly-anticipated purchase?
I spent it cleaning the apartment, organizing closets, hanging curtains and so on. Furthermore, this was 100% my idea.
I have got to work on my priorities.