Dear Ants, If I ever see you in my house again, it's going to get ugly.
Dear Naps, I know we've never gotten along. And I've tried, trust me. But as glorious as a Sunday afternoon nap is, not being able to fall asleep at night is not worth it to me. So try that stunt one more time, and our breakup will be official.
Dear Arms, Time to get toned. The 70-200 is here. I know 3.5 lbs doesn't sound like a lot of added weight, but trust me. You'll be able to tell the difference.
Dear Yoga, You are a tricky little one. Several months in and I'm feeling my workouts more than ever. I really appreciate that about you.
Dear Painting, how come the 2nd coat is never as exciting as the first?
Dear Ceiling Fans, I'm sorry everyone gives you such a hard time about not being beautiful. We really appreciate all that you do.
Dear Spring, You are looking BUSY! We're just jumping into wedding season head first, aren't we?
Dear Pinterest, You used to be filled with such beautiful things. I used to scroll through your pages to see all the things I wanted my life to be. And now you're just full of awful, pointless stuff. I already know how to use my camera. Crocheting an entire sweater is way beyond my skill set. I've already seen that pretty wedding pin 7 times. And I never intend to wear something that looks like a sweatpants onesie with a hood. N-E-V-E-R! So please, go back to the pretty stuff that my friends pin.