There are not enough hours in the day!

It's true; there aren't. Yesterday at 5:15,

I was supposed to be at a 4-H spagetti dinner.



I was supposed to be home cleaning my disastarous room.



I was supposed to be sleeping because I went to bed at 11:oo last night.



I was supposed to be doing some wonderful, constructive, awesome thing, but...I wasn't.



I was in the Oz person-Jitter bug-girl flying monkey-crow dressing room doing my hair (sigh). Life is hard.