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I’ve been thinking in numbers lately…which is so weird because I’ve always hated math.

10 candy whoppers I’ve eaten since opening my laptop.

9 inches: How much wider I wish my driveway were.  I can’t tell you how many times I’ve almost taken off my car door slamming it into the neighbor’s curb.  

8: Hours of sleep I had Saturday night.  Lovely!

7 months since I’ve balanced my checkbook manually.  Now I just check my balance on the phone.  That’s still being financially responsible, right?

6 days: How often I’d like to work out each week this spring and summer. Currently averaging 4 to 5 days.

5: Number of Rice Krispy bars I ate at the BBQ my roommate and I had this weekend…shame on me.

4 days left in April.  And it’s currently 40 degrees in Omaha.  It better warm the hell up soon.

3 pounds: what I’d like to lose from my ass

2: Number of cats I’d like to have someday…yes, I’m a future cat lady.

1 month until my 25th birthday.  Until I turn a quarter of a century.  Until I can no longer fit into the 18-24 age box on forms and surveys.  Dear God…