Why are Mondays so gross? Like, they just really truly are.
Anyways, I had Friday off, and applauded myself for getting up before noon and *gasp* going grocery shopping. It's the oddest thing to be out in the morning and not on my way to work. The familiar City blocks I passed draped in the morning sunshine and filtered through cityscape shade made me feel like I was in a foreign country.
Saturday, I met up with Roze and Dascha at Osha to celebrate Roze's new job. I'm so happy for her and glad that she will be leaving her current intern job with its thankless twelve hour days, and moving on to something that is paying her bank!
Sunday, I got up from a nap around 4:00 and went into the hallway to see Brandon, a man, and a woman. The man and woman kind of stared at me, and I kind of just assumed they were Brandon's parents. I passed them in the hall as I made my way into the kitchen, and heard the man and woman speaking in Spanish to one another. Which really confused me because Brandon is Indian. It turns out, he hired some cleaners and that's who they were. Which was wonderfully coincidental as I'd contacted Merry Maids for a consultation, and these folks cost far less and did a bang up job. So nice to have a clean place!
I am getting my first facial on Thursday. The excitement is overwhelming.
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