Don't You Hate It...
I don't mean to be a hater but....don't you hate it when... you are lying in bed at
night, right on the verge of falling fast asleep, when all of a sudden an
amazing idea pops in your head.
You contemplate dragging your behind out of bed and over to the computer, but instead you fall peacefully asleep, vowing to tackle that amazing idea in the morning.
The next day, you try to recall the incredible idea you had the night before, and it's gone. POOF. That fabulous, earth shattering idea, is gone with the wind.
Trust me, the thought I had last night would have rocked your world. It would have catapulted this blog out of obscurity. But I was too darn lazy to push myself.
I can only pray that another brilliant idea materializes tonight.
If it does, I'll be ready.
From now on, I'm sleeping with my laptop.
Carry on.
You contemplate dragging your behind out of bed and over to the computer, but instead you fall peacefully asleep, vowing to tackle that amazing idea in the morning.
The next day, you try to recall the incredible idea you had the night before, and it's gone. POOF. That fabulous, earth shattering idea, is gone with the wind.
Trust me, the thought I had last night would have rocked your world. It would have catapulted this blog out of obscurity. But I was too darn lazy to push myself.
I can only pray that another brilliant idea materializes tonight.
If it does, I'll be ready.
From now on, I'm sleeping with my laptop.
Carry on.
You know I'm a dork but I keep a pen and a pad of paper next on the night stand. Not as high tech, but good in a pinch. (Not a fun comment, I know, but I too have the memory issues!)
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Last time I kept a pad of paper by the bed, Indy ate it. Along with my ear plugs.
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