Day 7: Failure

" You never fail until you stop trying." Albert Einstein

I was tired. I was grumpy. Today I felt like trying was the last thing on my list.

I stopped trying when:

• Instead of getting all dolled up, I looked like a homeless woman with banshee hair, a long purple striped sweater, and a face that said, "If you look directly at me, you might die."
• Instead of watching my girlish figure, I went ahead and ate a second brownie.
• Instead of staying at FHE, I ran towards the door at the first opportunity.
• Instead of flirting with the guy that went out of his way to come talk to me as I was attempting to run out the door, I continued to run out the door.
• Instead of gracefully running out the door, I tripped on the way to the door.

The end. (Of the day, not of trying. Don't worry, I will be trying again by tomorrow.)