Mondays are not generally my favorite day of the week; I think many people share that sentiment. So it was a really, really weird feeling to have Monday turn out to be a good day, and right from the start.
It was beautiful outside today, not exactly sweatshirt weather, but I just had to wear this hoodie I bought a couple of months ago.
I’m sure you can see why… my nails matched it perfectly! 😉 And look at the inside:
It is huge and delicious and fuzzy and cozy and I lurve it.
I found out on Sunday night that I had won twelve thousand dollars worth of jewelry. I was rather skeptical, given the less than reliable source, as well I should have been… because it was misinformation. In fact, I won an elliptical. Okay. I’ll take it. 😉
Actually, to backtrack a bit: Sunday is apparently “Stuffed Squash Sunday.” I think I’ve had one every week for a month now.
White acorn squash, I think, is much better than the regular green variety. But that’s just me.
And then I followed that up by baking, which I haven’t done in way too long.
I made these s’mores cookies for my brother. I would not have been able to vouch for the taste of these, even pre-ED, because I wouldn’t have tasted them; I’ve always hated marshmallows.
Back to Monday! I arrive at the gym, which naturally wasn’t open yet. The door was actually obstructed by a drunk homeless woman sprawled out on the sidewalk.
While we waited (half a block away to avoid to stench) for the girl who opens to show up, one of the other members informed me that this location is going to be closing in November. There goes one of my cons against moving: I won’t have a back-up gym here, either! And I guess my gym fees will go down, since this location cost more than the others.
Then I got to work, where I found an email from my professor. I got an A on my book talk! He said, and I quote: “You’re really good at this.” Which made me laugh so hard, because I am scared to death of public speaking. (And he did, in fact, note that I ought to slow down and use more eye contact. My therapist will love that one — she’s always trying to get me to work on the “eye contact” thing, and I just … can’t do it.)
On my lunch break, I wandered out to see whether I could find a dress to wear to my nephew’s bar mitzvah. Now, I have plenty of dresses, and I certainly didn’t need another one. Especially not another black one. But it didn’t come in any other colors! (I bought this dress, but I could not get a decent picture of it. If I end up keeping it / wearing it tomorrow night, maybe I’ll get one then. Except that it won’t be sleeveless anymore.)
After I tried this new-to-me product, bought in Bed Bath and Beyond…
…which I really liked, despite its extreme sweetness (I double-checked the ingredients because I was sure there had to be sugar added; there is not), I found out that it was time for my annual performance review. It went well. So, woot woot! for that, even though I feel like an impostor, but whatever.
Class wasn’t too interminable, either. We’ll gloss over a mild… incident I encountered in school, and just say that the day ended off on a fairly typical note. As in, I was cursed at by some crabby woman on the subway, and naturally, I take such things personally. (Oversensitive much?!) I put in my token appearance at a cousin’s engagement party, and now for some reason, I am blogging instead of sleeping… and I need sleep, because even before my brother barged into my room last night, I was late getting to bed since I was on the phone with my nutritionist. Initially, the call was about the bar mitzvah. But then we were discussing the various different types of cattle. Don’t ask. I think we might have a rather… unprofessional relationship. Anyway, I am not so excited about this bar mitzvah, but that kind of goes without saying. I so need social skills training, it’s not even funny.
Oh, and the 99% chocolate?
Have a happy Tuesday.
“Who covets more, is evermore a slave.”