I wouldn't say I'm high-maintenance, rather I'm high-energy. That sounds worse than it is, I guess. I just am one of those people who starts 5 projects to every 1 that I actually finish. I'm always moving, always working on something - usually more than one thing at once. I'm constantly changing courses, depending on what's holding my interest at any given moment. I've been known to change trains of thought in the middle of a sentence even.
Wait, what was I talking about?
Anyway, my boyfriend just got off the phone with me to take a nap. The whole concept of a nap at 6:20 in the evening doesn't make any sense to me. It's benefit eludes me. I can remember a period in college when I got my best sleeping done during the day, but that was when I didn't really have a set schedule most days and was up at all hours of the night. Besides, I didn't really sleep all that much in college - mostly I drank a lot of coffee. Sometimes I used to nap on the couch in the Natural Science 4th floor lounge in between classes. That couch seriously rocked. Although, now that I think about it, god knows what nasty business went on there when I wasn't napping on it. Ew. But I digress.
I've been feeling really antsy lately, and more scattered than usual. I go through periods of change like this from time to time. I can usually tell that my mind is working on something in my life that needs to change because I end up awake at 2 in the morning cleaning out my closets or organizing my junk drawer (like, seriously, why? I mean the whole concept of this drawer is that it's suppose to be in shambles). It's like my mind won't let me in on what it's working on, but yet at the same time won't let me sleep, so I clean. I know most people would watch tv or read a book, but I clean. Don't judge me.
In the meantime, I'll be over here - alphabetizing my DVD collection.