Well, I'm accomplish-y tonight. I cleaned a good chunk of my bedroom, and went through all of my shoes to weed out pairs that need to go. I ended up with a garbage bag full of donations! I need to accept the fact that I don't wear them, or shouldn't wear them anymore. Clinton and Stacey would be proud.
I stopped at Saver's on the way home from work in search of the shirt I want for Friday night, but didn't find it. I did, however, walk out with a shiny, completely tacky, perfect-for-Inferno red skirt, a pair of white shorts with lace-up fly, near-mind condition Mary Janes, and a pair of short black leather lace-up boots.
Yes, this was the impetus behind the Great Shoe Tossing. I simply couldn't squeeze another pair in there. And no, I don't actually need another pair of black leather-ish boots, but I don't have any lace-up ones! And I'm getting rid of two others, so be quiet. The whole thing was $20 even, and I feel good about that.
In fact, I feel good about money right now. I'm sure this is a temporary condition, but I'm enjoying it while it lasts. I've somehow managed to get my footing again, after months of scrabbling about. It all started with those stupid car repairs in February. Grr. Anyway, I'm back in black, and even managed to pay myself back for the withdrawals I made from Savings. Go me (so few of my posts contain both the "me:money" and "me:go me" tags!)
I started programming a new userform at work today. This excites me on a very geeky level. I can't wait to show it off to the people who will use it. They looked at me skeptically when I tried to explain how I could make their lives easier, but soon they'll see. I am so damn valuable to that company. This excites me as well.
I had a lovely last-minute lunch with
erinlyn1980 today. My lunch hour turned a bit more into a lunch two-hour, but I set my own hours, and I say that's okay. We had a lot to catch up on! She's all married now and everything. Weird. Good food, though, and cheap - $6.69, including sodas.
Softball Lesley called me up for a drink tonight, but I begged off. I needed another night at home, and God knows I needed some quality time with the various items of clothing strewn about my room in disarray. Also, I needed to spend some more time not revising my article so that I'll be all finished with the procrastinating in time to actually work on it. You know what I mean.