Successful lunch with the aunties-- a little too successful. I got an outfit for my Europe trips this summer -- linen pants and a matching sleeveless top, a new cross body bag and jewelry. $$$. Ouch, but all are classic items and I'll get a lot of use out of them. **justifying as hard as I can lol ** Pictures when I wear them.
I finished this book -- sort of. It fizzled very quickly. I stopped about 3/4 and checked reviews -- seems I'm not the only one who thought the first half was great and then the story went nowhere very fast with 200 plus pages to finish. I skimmed the rest and called it. I was disappointed. I need a new pick today. The last 3 books have been longwinded and my enthusiasm waned. I need something fast and fun OR something super good through the end. Maybe I should take a few days off to reset before I pick.
I woke up early and didn't feel great this morning. Oddly, I think it was the 2 pears I ate before bed. Sometimes pears upset my stomach -- nauseated, but nothing came of it. I fell back to sleep. Now it's later and I'm rushed to get my morning finished before I leave for an early lunch date ... but I feel fine.
I have a volunteer appointment this evening and it'll be uncomfortable. It's what I signed up for though so I'm all in. Fingers crossed it goes better than I expect.
I was in a boosted mood yesterday and took on a couple of things I may regret. I guess, regret is up to me. I'm having a get-together next Friday with neighbors ... might extend the invite to a few more so this can be one-and-done kind of thing. Not my idea, but I felt obligated to host (kind of my turn). I also got involved finding a dog sitter for a senior dog. I like to help, but often it gets dicy if things don't work out on either end.
My quiet days continue to fill up so I need to be a little more deliberate about homebody moments. Crafts and Spanish and gardening are calling me ... I want that reflective time.
On that note, I need to run and rush again. Hope you have a good day. Later gators.
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