I finally
took my tree down. Now that it’s Daylight Savings Time, I thought it may
finally be time.
I’m glad I
did, too. Last night a friend stopped by to pick up the snowboard, and I used
the opportunity to motivate myself to charge through the cleaning, and I think
I should invite people over more often. I was thinking, actually, of inviting
someone over to dinner each week so I have to clean the house AND cook. It’s
amazing what I can get done in a half hour with the right motivation.
I had a nice
weekend that I started telling you about, but never posted. I went out to
breakfast on Friday, my scheduled day off for no reason. It was busy, but not
insane like on the weekends, so when I asked for my Otis style spudz extra
crispy, that’s exactly what I got. OMG yum. I also went to get my hair cut at
the beauty school, and had a lovely conversation with the student. She said she
had been a little down about the financial strain of school, but that talking
to me made her feel better. That made me feel pretty good. We had a good time
talking. Her instructor knows me pretty well by now, and smirks at the picture
I keep bringing back, because I no longer get that haircut, but she knows what
I want and translates to the students. The students are always so careful, and
they never cut too much. Then they call the instructor over to check, and she
zips her scissors through my hair with such confidence, setting a new base or
whatever they call it, and the student takes over again. At the end, the
instructor comes back, checking the length of the layers and touching it up a
bit, then does the face framing with the razor while the student asks
questions. $5 for the haircut- plus a generous tip for the student- is an
unbelievable price for feeling like you’re in a shampoo ad.
I went shoe
shopping because DSW was offering a free yoga bag with every $30 purchase, and
I desperately need a yoga bag. I didn’t find anything I loved, so I just made a
sad face and went on my way.
I’m hoping
for one that stows the yoga mat underneath, leaving room in the tote for blocks
and my yoga clothes. I have seen them, but most seem to be a bag for the mat
alone, giving you yet another thing to carry.
I will find
you, yoga bag. No matter how long it takes, no matter how far. I will find you.
On Saturday,
I allowed myself to be coaxed into going to the hot springs with friends. I was
bathing suit concerned, but Amanda said she’d wear boy shorts in solidarity, so
how could I say no? I went, I sat in the extremely hot hot tub, I dog paddled in
the 98 degree pool. I took swimming lessons when I was younger, but had clearly
retained nothing, so Nataliia taught me how. We practiced swimming back and
forth through the children hoarding pool noodles, and Nataliia told me that I
was a strong swimmer, and faster than her. That was exciting news, so I may be
slightly less concerned on boats from now on. When we’d finally had enough, we
shivered our way through the locker room and went out to dinner.
Sunday was
quiet- just laid around and watched movies, did some chores. I’m so thrilled
that my place is all nice and vacuumed and the tree is put away. I kept eyeing
it, adding it to my to do list… but it took a beer and a few Roseanne episodes
to finally pack it all up.
I just made
a dental appointment with my new insurance! That only took me until March too.
Good grief. I am also slightly behind in this year’s Goodreads challenge, but I
belong to Audible now, and I just finished The Accidental Tourist. (It was on
sale.) I really liked that one. Next up is Five Days at Memorial, which sounds
like it’s going to be just awful, but compelling. You know how I love
disasters.
I canceled a
credit card that I wasn’t using. I have paid off my military buyback and set up
an automatic transfer for that same amount into savings on paydays. I’m about to
get a step increase. I’m going to see a play tonight with friends. My place is
clean. I’m teaching the grammar, reading, and writing portions of an
educational program at work. There’s Cards Against Humanity with friends on
Friday, and a weekend with Nik in April. I’ve been tracking and fine tuning my
blood sugar, and walking every day. Tomorrow is payday.
Ahhhhh.
