I almost didn't go to the gym today. I even parked, walked to the door, and paused. I did go, but the only motivating factor was getting to listen to my audiobook.
I am wearing my Christmas reindeer pajamas.
Living alone is not for me. My roomies have been on tour, and while I don't see very much of them it is sad that they aren't here altogether. It makes me nervous of small noises, terrified to leave/enter the house in the dark, and lonely. Only a week or so left.
Body issues attempted to consume my afternoon thoughts. That's maybe a whole new post.
At lunch, I had something in my teeth. A coworker offered some dental floss, but I said no thanks - I'd work it out. And I did. In the bathroom with a hair. You read right - don't make me repeat it. It worked like a charm. As I walked out of the bathroom, the coworker (lurking in the hallway), threw the dental floss at me. I confessed. We laughed.
Said to me by a student: "You must be in a really good mood today. You're nicer." As opposed to most days when I'm a sadistic dictator.
The lack of wedding planning notes and work-related complaints is deliberate.
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I wore my Christmas pajamas yesterday, so we're together on that one.
And where, exactly, does your post for those of us who long to hear wedding plans? :)
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