extremely mundane post :)
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floatingleafA VERY successful shopping trip today. I bought the following items:
1) Weight Watchers scale (I am not taking it out of the box until next week, after our final weigh-in at work; but it will be here waiting for me, just in case I feel like slacking down once the program is officially over);
2) a HUGE (5 quart) jumbo cooker with a matching lid (just so I can finally make enough food to last me an entire week... LOL);
3) a deliciously warm and comfy pair of winter boots (with an almost flat sole, as opposed to the high-heeled ones I have that are making me hiss with pain at every step after about 15 minutes of walking in them... my feet are SO not made for this kind of torture!...;).
Hell, I even threw some Christmas decorations into the mix. Which is something I hardly ever buy, btw. I never actually had my own Christmas tree (unless it was placed in my room by someone else - usually my mother :); and I still don't intend to get one, because now I have my large beautiful potted plant, which happens to be an evergreen. So I'm just going to decorate it.:)
Anyway... I must be getting old or something, because I seriously never cared about this kind of stuff. Or maybe it's because I finally have my own place and I can make it look exactly the way I want; which in previous years was hardly ever the case. I mean, I'm just so happy here. I must be an ultimate weirdo, since to most people I know living alone doesn't usually equal happy. And their idea of a fun weekend usually isn't staying at home and not having to see another human face unless they choose to. I am beginning to think my psychologist friend was right when she suggested that I might be suffering from a mild form of autism. *chuckle*
So, to top off the self-indulgent and inconsequential post, here is a bad photo of yours truly, taken with a cell phone. Just to show off my newly 'radiant red' hair, which I initially thought was way too vivid for my waxy complexion, but which has been highly praised by everyone at work, and therefore I couldn't resist showing it off here as well (btw, it says a lot about my satisfaction with getting back in decent shape that I am even posting a photo of myself in a public journal; I wouldn't have done that a few months ago; in fact, I don't think I had taken any photos of myself since 2005, unless it was a group shot done by & for someone else). Okay... enough pointless ramble.
1) Weight Watchers scale (I am not taking it out of the box until next week, after our final weigh-in at work; but it will be here waiting for me, just in case I feel like slacking down once the program is officially over);
2) a HUGE (5 quart) jumbo cooker with a matching lid (just so I can finally make enough food to last me an entire week... LOL);
3) a deliciously warm and comfy pair of winter boots (with an almost flat sole, as opposed to the high-heeled ones I have that are making me hiss with pain at every step after about 15 minutes of walking in them... my feet are SO not made for this kind of torture!...;).
Hell, I even threw some Christmas decorations into the mix. Which is something I hardly ever buy, btw. I never actually had my own Christmas tree (unless it was placed in my room by someone else - usually my mother :); and I still don't intend to get one, because now I have my large beautiful potted plant, which happens to be an evergreen. So I'm just going to decorate it.:)
Anyway... I must be getting old or something, because I seriously never cared about this kind of stuff. Or maybe it's because I finally have my own place and I can make it look exactly the way I want; which in previous years was hardly ever the case. I mean, I'm just so happy here. I must be an ultimate weirdo, since to most people I know living alone doesn't usually equal happy. And their idea of a fun weekend usually isn't staying at home and not having to see another human face unless they choose to. I am beginning to think my psychologist friend was right when she suggested that I might be suffering from a mild form of autism. *chuckle*
So, to top off the self-indulgent and inconsequential post, here is a bad photo of yours truly, taken with a cell phone. Just to show off my newly 'radiant red' hair, which I initially thought was way too vivid for my waxy complexion, but which has been highly praised by everyone at work, and therefore I couldn't resist showing it off here as well (btw, it says a lot about my satisfaction with getting back in decent shape that I am even posting a photo of myself in a public journal; I wouldn't have done that a few months ago; in fact, I don't think I had taken any photos of myself since 2005, unless it was a group shot done by & for someone else). Okay... enough pointless ramble.
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Date: 2007-11-11 04:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-11-11 05:01 pm (UTC)Kinda like yours, isn't it? ;)
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Date: 2007-11-11 05:41 pm (UTC)*big hugs*
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Date: 2007-11-11 08:21 pm (UTC)And I wouldn't mind seeing your face again either.;P
How are you, btw? And the Baby? And bf? And everything?
*hugs hugs hugs*
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Date: 2007-11-11 06:54 pm (UTC)You're not the only one. That sounds like heaven to me. My husband took a week-long trip to Amsterdam back in October, and with our daughter away at college I had an absolutely amazingly wonderful entire week alone. I refused to answer the phone, only answered the door when I knew I had ordered something to be delivered, slept till noon and stayed up til 4 a.m. every single day.
It was wonderful.
So, yeah... you're not alone. ;D
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Date: 2007-11-11 08:47 pm (UTC)Yeah, I never answer the door if I'm not expecting anyone - or the phone, if I don't recognize the number of the person calling (or just don't feel like talking to anyone at any given moment). If it's important, they can always leave me a message.:)
As for staying up till 4 a.m., though... well, sadly, that is a thing of the past for me. In recent years, whenever I'm not in bed by midnight, I will inevitably wake up with a nasty headache - no matter how long I sleep in the next morning. Could be because on most days I have to be up at 7 a.m., and once my body has adjusted to that, it just doesn't get any decent sleep later than that. So, to me, blissful privacy means being able to go to bed when I am tired - as opposed to having to worry about other people talking/walking around/watching TV etc. in the same living space while I am trying to fall sleep (and believe me, I can be completely exhausted and it still won't happen). It's been a pet peeve of mine for years. I always had to wait for everyone else in the house/apartment to go to bed first, so that I knew I would be able to actually sleep when I do. *sigh*
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Date: 2007-11-11 10:48 pm (UTC)The red suits you! Not that the previous color was bad, mind you. ;^)
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Date: 2007-11-12 02:45 am (UTC)Same here. Except the people I'm comfortable with are scattered far and wide all over the planet, with very few close enough to meet on a regular basis. And solitude is definitely better than empty, polite conversations about the weather and the price of eggs.;P
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Date: 2007-11-12 08:08 pm (UTC)