Friday, July 29, 2011

a {+} a + day + just + start + with + one +

Trying to find at least one postive a day...a day, one a day, just one thing a day...start with one, maybe they'll multiply like rabbits or like fungus or Old Navy 1-use tshirts that I keep, (keep!) buying.

Friday, July 29th...Starbucks drive-thru, you outdid yourself today. My Skinny Vanilla Latte was excellent! EXCELLENT this morning...I swallowed it along with the extra 4 hours tacked on to the end of my shift that were waiting for me at 0600 hours early on this Friday. Bring it on 14 hour day, my SKVL said so!

Thursday, July 28th...slept for 15 hours, didn't feel so +, but after I got up, I made dinner (yes cooking for 1), and even thought it took me twice as long as it should have, I managed to get everything on my to-do list done even though I had to go to 3 different red boxes to find one that was working and I had to go back to the post office with the addresses I forgot in the first place. Mmm...taco salad for dinner. Yes, I'll take it.

Wednesday, July 27th...my baby came back after it's 5 month journey across the US. He came back mostly unscathed, kind of banged up, a little battered, a few more battle scars, but he's back. (also, there was a package from oldnavy.com on my porch, but we will gloss over that one...)

Tuesday, July 26th...put a few extra last minute things in the huge bag of clothes to go for the curbside donation. I got rid of an entire garbage bag full of clothes that just needed to go! Yeah, ok, so it was at least 1/2 full of Old Navy t-shirts, but at least they went out before more came in. I'm one less bag to becoming and old maid that is found dead under a heap of clothes half eaten by her rescue cat. Old clothes = 0, Me = 1.

Monday, July 25th...nothing significant to report, but also...nothing terrible to report. I slept in. That's always a +. :)

Sunday, July 24th...Sundays are meant for BBQS and overeating. Minus smell-a-blogging, this simply must be a photo blog.

3 comments:

  1. it's cute how you call your little bro 'my baby' :)

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  2. Haha, Mariella, I'm talking about my car...that boy is on his own!!!

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  3. come back. start writing more. please.

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