Yep, that’s me
I am a lot of things
short, freckly, totally hot
But right now, princess procrastinator would be the hat that’s glued to my head I’m wearing
Getting ready to go back to work next week after a big break
I’ve been home since the end of November
So Diamond is ready for me to get the fuck outta here it’s time to get my shit together
About a month before I start touring I compile the big list
I’m a list nut
They’re in my bag
My pockets
On my phone
I made a big list a few weeks ago
Of all the things I needed to get done before I leave
Everything from buying new guitar strings
To sewing the patches on Miss 6 girl scouts uniform
Taking the girls to the dentist blah, blah, blah
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As you can imagine
I have been flat out
Ignoring the fuck out of said list
And with less than 72 hours until I leave
I’m looking at the bottle of red on the kitchen counter
Thinking that a glass or two is about the only thing that’s going to help me get all this done
So what if it’s 8am
I’m sure I can get most of it sorted out in time
But the truth?
I’d rather be doing this
Watching these two
Laughing at their lack of skills with them
Just hanging out with my babies
Trying not to freak out at how they’re growing every minute
That I’m going to miss out on something they do or say
I’m so lucky I love my job
But I really do need to get them playing the guitar more
Then they can be my support act
And come with me!
Problem solved bitches
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Can the support act even have a support act?
