*thud*
Got SO much more done today... Kinda.
Presentation and supplies for tomorrow's class are done (-ish, because I suck at oral presentations or any ilk, but... if I more or less read the slide aloud and fill in with details from my travels... I should be fine. It's still better than the "israel" presentation that was full of misspellings and had no real information in it. So. ) My biggest concern will be getting my butt all the way to class with the mounds of crap I have to bring; kimono, visual aids, backpack, food... It's going to be fun to schlep all that across the parking lot. I may have to duck out of work early, too, just to make sure I can make it on time, should I have to make a second trip.
Dinner for one (but two servings...) was chicken quesadillas - I went to the grocery store this morning and picked up a small mountain of produce and made some salsa (it isn't quite as good as the last time - I think it needs some salt, actually), then shredded cotija cheese and put that and grilled chicken and carmelized onions and some leftover roasted anaheim chiles between corn tortillas and let 'em crisp up on the frying pan. The number of dishes filled the dishwasher byt the time I was done, but it was nummers and really fun. I love when Mom leaves me home alone - I get to watch Food Network and play around in the kitchen. (I'd do it when she's around, but she has Something To Say about Everything I Do, which is a complete killjoy.)
I discovered my limit on the New Rock boots - I've been on my feet since 10 this morning in them (barring my break to dye my hair, a long overdue task) and I'm finally starting to feel the ache on the bottom of my feet. Given that I usually feel about the same in a supportive pair of tennis shoes, well... I'm not too worried. ^_^; Being 4" taller was helpful in the kitchen, too, because I find it actually easier to work when my workstation is level with the lower half of my hips. Go figure. I think it's just my alien-length arms, really.
So, now I'm going to be a turnip in front of the computer for a while and alternate between a gin and tonic (because I had leftover lime juice, natch) and coffee (because I wanted to try the Italian Sweet Creme coffeemate) while I futz about on old stories.
I'll go to the gym Wednesday night; it just isn't going to happen at all this week.
I just have to tell myself NOT to keep checking eBay, because I did the math on how much it's going to cost me to survive until December 15th. (And the answer is fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.)
Presentation and supplies for tomorrow's class are done (-ish, because I suck at oral presentations or any ilk, but... if I more or less read the slide aloud and fill in with details from my travels... I should be fine. It's still better than the "israel" presentation that was full of misspellings and had no real information in it. So. ) My biggest concern will be getting my butt all the way to class with the mounds of crap I have to bring; kimono, visual aids, backpack, food... It's going to be fun to schlep all that across the parking lot. I may have to duck out of work early, too, just to make sure I can make it on time, should I have to make a second trip.
Dinner for one (but two servings...) was chicken quesadillas - I went to the grocery store this morning and picked up a small mountain of produce and made some salsa (it isn't quite as good as the last time - I think it needs some salt, actually), then shredded cotija cheese and put that and grilled chicken and carmelized onions and some leftover roasted anaheim chiles between corn tortillas and let 'em crisp up on the frying pan. The number of dishes filled the dishwasher byt the time I was done, but it was nummers and really fun. I love when Mom leaves me home alone - I get to watch Food Network and play around in the kitchen. (I'd do it when she's around, but she has Something To Say about Everything I Do, which is a complete killjoy.)
I discovered my limit on the New Rock boots - I've been on my feet since 10 this morning in them (barring my break to dye my hair, a long overdue task) and I'm finally starting to feel the ache on the bottom of my feet. Given that I usually feel about the same in a supportive pair of tennis shoes, well... I'm not too worried. ^_^; Being 4" taller was helpful in the kitchen, too, because I find it actually easier to work when my workstation is level with the lower half of my hips. Go figure. I think it's just my alien-length arms, really.
So, now I'm going to be a turnip in front of the computer for a while and alternate between a gin and tonic (because I had leftover lime juice, natch) and coffee (because I wanted to try the Italian Sweet Creme coffeemate) while I futz about on old stories.
I'll go to the gym Wednesday night; it just isn't going to happen at all this week.
I just have to tell myself NOT to keep checking eBay, because I did the math on how much it's going to cost me to survive until December 15th. (And the answer is fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.)