And I am. Kind of. But, more than that, I need you to KNOW me. I mean, I'm reading this book about making friends and it distinctly warrants against over sharing. This may qualify as oversharing.
I just dropped a little bit of my mini sized individual brie on the floor of my office. Looked around. Then picked it up. And ate it.
But you know what? I don't care. Want to know why? I get new running shoes and my hair cut this afternoon. This is like one of those glory days (for me.) I think I would pay to have a glass of wine and have someone wash my hair for an hour and come out just as happy as the hair cutting (and coloring... I didn't include that so as to sound low maintenance.)
NEW RUNNING SHOES. NO roots! I don't have to wash my hair tomorrow.
Low maintenance indeed.
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Along that same vein...I got new glasses yesterday. I've been wearing them all day today and only ONE person noticed...I'm slightly offended...should I be?
YES. I would probably notice. HOwever, I just noticed today that my daycare worker was wearing an engagement ring... since december.
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