Tuesday, May 15, 2012

I should be ashamed of myself.

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.


CDS said...

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?

A.B. said...

YES. I would probably notice. HOwever, I just noticed today that my daycare worker was wearing an engagement ring... since december.