Gretchen Rubin

Another great night from one of my favorites.  Gretchen and her sister were funny, smart and kept things moving along (both are fast talkers and I love it).  There was no time filler to make the evening longer ... get in, do the thing and get out.  Bam -- perfect.

Our seats were not bad, after all.  It's another small theater so I guess what I thought was nose-bleed (cheap tickets) was actually close to the stage.

Selfie, per hubby's insistence.

The night was in podcast format (but I don't think it was an ACTUAL podcast recording).  Some audience participation which is usually not my thing, but the "Happiness Hacks" were good and the questions were interesting.  Only a couple people were mic hogs and rambled ... otherwise, quick and to the point.

Since I've been eating out too much, I ended up skipping dinner.  I wasn't hungry the entire night -- that says how much my poor body needs a break from digesting LOL.  Today can be another light day of eating before a weekend of A LOT.  Feels good to be out of a food coma.  (P.S. I had a big lunch AND dessert -- shouldn't be THAT surprised I could skip a meal.)

I get some quiet time today.  Nail appointment for both fingers and toes.  I asked to have them done separately so I can sit and enjoy the pedicure.  Grocery shopping after -- need a lot for the weekend.  I'll get my favorite salad out for a late lunch and order the lemon chicken soup to have for dinner.  Rainy day and I'm staying in comfortable clothes all day - it's the small things :)

Company arrives late, but not late enough that I can go to bed before they come.  That's a total bummer.  Staying up for no reason.  I mentioned I'd be in bed and hubby was undone about it -- guess I'm staying up.

I'm feeling more prepared to get through the weekend.  Yesterday, my head space was off -- today, I'm better.  A little bit of alone time went a long way to making me feel myself again.  Looking for even more of that today.

If I can escape to my office in the morning, I'll check in over the weekend.  Fingers crossed because that means a minute of ALONE time.  Being ME ... as Gretchen Rubin taught me.  Later gators.