Someday

Someday, I want to be the kind of person who brings a thermos full of coffee to work in the morning, and snacks on nuts.  You know, a patient, practical, prepared type of person.  A person who wakes up early enough to put on a pot of coffee, and doesn't spill or mess it up.  Maybe even a person who has time to run by Starbucks and have THEM fill up my stainless steel, eco-friendly thermos (Amy 2.0 loves the earth).  This new Amy would no longer have an aversion to hot drinks, because she would be patient enough to wait for the coffee to cool and not burn her tongue.  This Amy would not be nodding off in first period of seventh period, because of the well-prepared, always-warm, steady flow of caffeine going through her veins.

Those thermos people are also the nuts-for-snack people.  Instead of saying, "oh, fuck you, nuts, there are millions of yummier things than you," I would say, "Oh, hey nuts, you are practical and will keep me sustained and full of good-for-me things!"  I wouldn't use the "nuts make me so thirsty" excuse because I would have the thermos.  I would have these nuts in a little tupperware, or maybe a Zipbloc.  They would be assorted.  Maybe from Trader Joe's.  Maybe even flavored with something.  New Amy would do this the night before!  How novel!  Packing snacks for the next day!  What an adult!  These nuts would keep me from my usual, insane levels of ill-prepared hunger.  No more headaches, no more ravenously and rabidly running through grocery store aisles on my lunch break, looking for the most instantly satisfying snack.  No more throwing down my bag as soon as I get home to make the quickest late lunch possible.  Oh no.  I'm fine.  I had NUTS!

Oh, to be that early-rising, put-together, prepared sort of girl.  Instead, I'm the "oh shit I slept in oh shit I'm so tired I don't have time to stop at Starbucks but here's a gas station and I'll just drink a Vitamin Water and eat a Cliff Bar in the car" girl.

Someday, I'll be a thermos and nuts kind of girl.  No -- WOMAN.