PORN!!!

These are very school-marm-ish. I kind of love them. I feel that I could rap people’s knuckles with my ruler and wear my hair in a bun. Which, actually, isn’t much different than my day-to-day life. Just without the shoes that justify it all.

Still nothing much going on. Work is kicking my ass – I need to remember to be a bit less stressed – it’s just work. However, I really like my job, so I get stressed if I think I’m underperforming. PTFD (post-traumatic fired disorder) can linger for years, I guess.

Today I was very diligent. I made an appointment for the insurance guy to look at my car. I made a dental and a doctor appointment. I registered the architect and myself for a first-time home-buyer class. I solved a couple of weird database problems. All that by noon.

I’m making myself a hat, so tonight, I have to stop at a knitting store to get some more needles, because I’m at the tricky part now – the part where I need some double-pointed needles. Fortunately, there are many knitters at work who can help me out tomorrow when I get scared and screw it all up.

I also made a pledge with a co-worker that we are going to start running on our lunch hours starting in January. We’ve decided to do the 10K bridge to bridge run at the end of March, so we’re going to be getting out there 3x week – in theory. I’m also going to start swimming 1x week, and trying to do yoga 1 or 2x week. In fact, I should call my gym and inquire about their lap swimming right now.

Done. I can swim Thursday evenings after work. And yoga on Saturdays at 11. (In the Pearl. ‘Cause I’m swanky like that.) So good. I have a plan. And at least three days a week (if it’s over 40 degrees at noon), someone to help me stick to it. Tuesdays I will try to take a lunch-time walk in the zoo, and Sundays are library-lifting days (also, ride bike to library as soon as it’s not freezy anymore days).

So – I need new running shoes. And some running tights. And then, as a reward for all my diligence, maybe a pair of school-marm boots. (see how I tied it all together?)

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