Guys. Work has been crazy. I’ve barely had a chance to breathe these past few weeks, and I have a sneaking suspicion that my brain looks something like this:
Sometimes, when I was little (read: like a month ago), I would picture myself as a high-powered businesswoman, who had someone else to schedule her pedicures and…I don’t know, blow off her kids. (All of this really clearly shows the grasp I had of important tasks that require attending to when you’re a businesswoman.)
I would never have to get my own coffee, because there would be someone else to get my coffee. Except almost nobody else knows how I like my coffee. Except My Man. And that…that just wouldn’t work. Okay, this plan is sounding less appealing.
This past week, I got diagnosed with plantar fasciitis due to excessive hyper-pronation. I continue to struggle with the spelling. Basically, my short-fated venture into the world of cute shoes is over for good. Bye-bye, flip flops! Hello:
The good news remains that if ever I had been actively looking for an excuse to never wear really cute T-strap sandals again, it’s been handed to me authoritatively by my doctor (who, incidentally, referred to me as “one of those” when I aired my grievances about dumping out my vast collection of adorable sandals). Said she, and I quote, “You can always just wear hiking boots!”
That did not go over well. I don’t hike.
Anyway, that happened.
Tomorrow (probably), I’m buying my plane tickets to Spain. YESSSSSSSS.
We’re looking for a new place, and I am still eating a lot of brussels sprouts. Oh, and My Man and I are celebrating our 4-year anniversary tomorrow. Whaaaaa??? It seems like just yesterday we were silly college sophomores, drinking a lot and…oh, I guess that was yesterday. Never mind.
I’ve decided that I haven’t been blogging enough about interior design recently, and I like that. So I’m going to start posting stuff that I like, and also pictures of things that I like. Also, my birthday is coming up.
Those three sentences were in no way related.
Anyway, that’s pretty much it. I wish I had more to regale you with, but instead, I will leave you with a picture of my dog wearing a hat. Because it’s Thursday, and because I love ya.