Just walked away.
Can you believe that I actually set foot in San Diego's premier outlet center, complete with a Coach store, only to walk away with nothing for myself? I wish I were kidding.
Well, I should feel good, giving, etc. Chris got tons of much-needed apparel, and I bought my mom a gorgeous Coach purse and matching wallet for her birthday (the 25th of this month). And well, to make the situation a little more bearable, I went to buy myself a delectable double-chocolate, walnut, and caramel cookie from Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory with my debit card, only to be asked if I had cash. Apparently, the cost the store would be charged to process the debit purchase is more than the cookie itself. So I couldn't even buy that; Chris had to buy it for me. Oh well. It's awesome, and half is in the fridge for later.
I can't wait to give my mom her gift! And we had the best lunch ever before heading up to Carlsbad, at this all-you-can-eat sushi bar owned and operated by Japanese people (so you know it's good...). I was full to the brim and in pain but totally ok with it. I love sushi. So today was, in retrospect, a great day.
I recently discovered the greatness of washing my dishes... wait for it... in the dishwasher. I feel riduculous for saying this, but as I loaded some dishes from tonight's dinner into it, I had this overwhelming feeling of relief. For the past 6 months, doing the dishes have become something I loathe doing, because it's something that needs to be done at least 2 times a day. I constantly ask myself how 2 and a half people (the half, being our room mate, since he really doesn't use that many dishes) can makesuchamess make our house look lived-in.
I've been a bit bummed/stressed lately (and I'm sure my skin is reflecting this...): school starts on Monday, and the house is a total sty, I haven't finished my reading, and my financial aid hit a bump in the road when I found out my loan lender isn't the same one from last year. I know all will fall into place, but me taking 2 hour naps for the last few days during times when I should be doing something productive doesn't help the situation or my mood. But at least the only person I can blame is myself, right?
Life is full of strange and magical things!