Why is it that the only exercise I get lately is from lifting groceries? I will do yoga tomorrow. I will do yoga tomorrow. I will do yoga tomorrow.
I feel so optimistic.
I am such a freak. I had built up the errands I had to run so much... I don't know why. It is my house. I just don't want to leave it if I have to go by myself. It is a new thing. Maybe it's 'cause I'm alone at home. When I lived at my parent's house, I was always leaving, but I think it was so that I could be alone. When I lived in dorms, there were always people around. Now I am alone most of the time. I like being home alone, it is the going out alone that I find objectionable. Oh well.
Of course, it was the easiest thing in the world. I drove downtown. Paid like $0.60 to park and then went into Banana. I bought the cutest fucking driving loafers for myself and a shirt for my friend for whom we are throwing a birthday party tonight. I haven't bought shoes in sooooo long. It felt so healthy (and decadent, but that's the story of my life). The shoes were 15% off, but still a great deal of money. The shirt was only $60. One should always spend more on one's self than one's friends, I feel.
Then I went to the grocery, and bought all of the stuff I need for the party. Now I am home and I can clean and start making the truffles (yum!). After I get my LJ fix, of course. This is a sickness of some sort, I think.