Monday, July 03, 2006

I get one more day of this? Frantastrick



Obrien's Tonsorial Parlour... taken summer of 2005 (located on 8th Avenue near Colorado Boulevard)


Didn't go to the arts festival at all like I had thought that I would. Instead I pretty much have laid completely low and not pushed myself at all for the last couple of days. Mental health break being what it is... I am super grateful that I have one more day of glorious nothing.

I am supposed to go and get coffees with my cousin tommorrow which may just be the icing on the weekend cake.

Ran a couple errands this afternoon. I wasn't going to leave the house actually but went in and signed off on payroll so figured I am not in my jammie pants anymore, might as well accomplish something right? I almost bought a book that I didn't need at all so glad I talked myself off that ledge. It wasn't expensive, it just was a crafting book that honestly I would never actually use, so perhaps I will find it used on Amazon. I am pretty much done with half dot com and ebay and paypal. Nothing against them at all, but over the weekend I have gotten over 10 phishing emails spoofing their sites and seriously I am not at all interested in pursing a financial arrangement with companies that are being spoofed right now. Its really very easy for me to make a stand on it, since really haven't used those sites for anything in over two years.

My pez dealers all take my checks, and really thats enough for me. I haven't bought any shriner crap (ok its not crap but really kinda is) in two summers so realistically if I search ebay for anything it will just be for competive pricing or something. I definately don't need to have anything MORE in my house right now at all.

Tonite after dinner I am going to run ONE more errand and then tommorrow I am not leaving the house expect to take Herschel for a walk a couple of times and go for coffies for an hour (if we can find someplace nice that is open). I got a little stir crazy yesterday and it reminded me just a little too much of what it was like to be unemployed and nervous and full of energy. And then I remembered...I have a kick ass job and a future and a pay check and I can just calm down and enjoy the weekend. Isn't that the whole point of all this?

I do believe that it is. Posted by Picasa

No comments: