While I wasn't sleeping, I actually got off of work on time to attend another Runner's World shoe test distribution. I showed up late and was at the back of the line, just sort of keeping my fingers crossed that a shoe in my size would be left just for me. By the time I made my way to the front, there were no size 7s at all, just 8s and 9s. Just as I was getting ready to leave, someone brings back a pair of 7s that were too small for her. It turns out that shoe happened to be a neutral cushioned shoe. Score! I came away with a pair of Reebok (Premier) Zigblades.
A short while back, Nitmos posted a picture of his computer space, you know, the place where all the magic happens, and invited others to do the same. I did no prepping or cleaning. I just kept it the way it looks right now, which is not as clean as I'd like, but cleaner than I've seen it in a while.
Not very magical bills to be paid, sitting before me...
That's Shep. He's a Happy Meal toy that I've adopted, and he lives on the top of my computer screen. If he were a Hotwheels toy, he'd be under the cushions of the sofa, along with several marbles, a half eaten peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and my husband's cell phone.
Found this fortune in a cookie right before a big race, probably one of the races I did during the year after major surgery. I stuck it to the monitor frame and it has been there ever since. I know, it's cheesy, but it gave my psyche a boost.
Then there's this one. There's so many way to interpret this fortune. I've used this on my Facebook profile page.
The computer area is in somewhat of a wide hall area between the kitchen and the designated garage area, which is now a bedroom. It's not the best place for a computer area, but it's the only place that seems logical right now, until money falls from the sky and we can afford a second story master bedroom suite addition, and a designated office space with room for a decent desk and my artwork.
Cookies. I was craving cookies in a big way, but there were no cookies in the house. I was considering baking a batch of chocolate chip cookies, but I have piles upon piles of laundry to get through first Suddenly, the doorbell rings. It's four Brownie Girl Scouts, a mom, and a little red wagon full of boxes of cookies. You JUST cant say no to four adorable 3rd graders, their mom and a wagon full of boxes of cookies. I bought 5 boxes.
Craving crisis averted. The Dulce de Leche cookies took care of the craving. The Thin Mints are in the freezer for later.The Samoas , Lemon Creams, and Trefoils might last through the week, provided I hide them. I have a distinct feeling that these cookies won't make it past Wednesday, February 2.
Free - Seal