- My very favorite shoes have a hole in the toe and it’s
causing me great distress. They are not the type of shoes that can be resoled,
so I think I might have to get rid of them and man, I hate that. They are so
very perfect. Michelle D, red patent leather flats with white stitching and
white rubber soles. I wear them endlessly … until now. It’s a very sad day.
- Maybe it’s because of my anguish, but I cut my bangs
last night. Why on earth I am so scared to find a new stylist since mine moved
I don’t know, and furthermore I don’t know why I think I could do a better job
on my bangs than a real stylist no matter WHAT their abilities. But it’s done,
and I have bangs again. They aren’t super even but not scary choppy so I’ll
leave them. When they grow out a little maybe I’ll go for a real cut (shudder).
- I love when I give myself the time to pack breakfast
for myself. Yesterday I scavenged at my desk and had some roasted coconut chips
and dried mandarin oranges and yeah, not great. Both of those things: fabulous
for snacking. Not so much for an actual meal. Today I have hot tea,
strawberries, the last of my homemade banana bread and a string cheese. It’s so
much more relaxing to have a quick bit in the morning with my tea and type this
up real quick and then move on to a very busy workday.
- Last week I bought something from a Facebook sponsored
post. As a matter of fact I bought two – two bracelets, one for me and one for
my mom. I felt like a chump but I liked them, and they came in yesterday and I
really like mine:
My mom’s is slightly different, and I think it suits her
as well. It’s her mother’s day present so it’s waiting at my house for when she
watches the boys over that weekend. She’ll cry. I know her – she’ll cry.
- The Daughter of Smoke and Bone books came in from the
ebook library, so I know what I’m doing for every spare second of the next few
days.
- I ran ONE TIME last week. I’m shooting for twice this
week.

3 comments:
I feel you on the shoes. I get deeply attached. Once I was smart enough to buy a back-up pair, but I rarely think that far ahead.
I haaaaaaate finding a new stylist. I just...stop going.
Honestly, I do not know what I will do if my hair stylist ever moves away. She has spoiled me, and now every time I go to someone new (either to save money or because she can't fit me in), I always end up disappointed. Sigh. It will be a miserable day, for sure. ;)
I love that bracelet! A very good reminder.
I don't know why but I didn't have your blog until now! Following!
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