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extremely mundane post :)
Nov. 10th, 2007 11:11 pmA 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.
( Here goes )
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.
( Here goes )
