Cruising!
It makes my soul die a little whenever I see that a client's monthly cash allotment is greater than my yearly salary. Is it possible to spend that much money in 30 days? I suppose if I went skydiving seven times a day...
Karma is a bitch. So is that nasty rhinovirus I contracted last week. I shouldn't have come in on Tuesday because half the office is out sick, which also means that I am taking on the workload of about six people. The fact that allergies are wreaking serious havoc with my vision isn't helping. At the moment I am squinting at my monitor trying to reconcile two columns in Excel but the closer I get to my computer screen, the more I only see pixels. I want to join the LOLBear and give myself a swirlie. I also want to join my Teddy Bear and snuggle with White-Harp in my bed all day. It must be wonderful to not have a job and live off your parents before you go gallivanting off to medical school in a few months. Except for perhaps the medical school bit. Alas, I want my fuzzies!
In a week or so my parents ought to be hearing back from my dad's job prospect back in Los Angeles and then will come the inevitable move back to California. (Providing my dad get the job, that is.) It was nice to see my parents this weekend and be productive for a change (wrote about 2700 more words on the train ride down and back) and I will sorry to see them leave the East Coast. Mostly because seeing them will now mean five-hour plane rides cross-country during peak holiday travel seasons and instead of a nice relaxing two-hour train ride down to Pennsylvania. Well, as the great Mick Jagger (or was it Keith Richards?) once said, "You can't always get what you want."
However, in a few weeks Bear and I will hopefully be embarking on a cruise down to Kingsport, Bermuda. It sounds as though his friend came through on the discount tickets after all, although it isn't 100% certain because should Norwegian Cruises overbook, we'll be the first to get bumped off the passenger manifest. Regardless, I am excited for sunshine and an extended period of doing nothing except getting tan and swimming in Caribbean blue water. Of course this means I need to buy a swimsuit, despite the fact that I already have four at home. (Unfortunately I can't find my favourite set.) And to work on my flabby stomach although I doubt I'll have toned abs by the time we leave.
So, bikini shopping begins again! I get to inflict my lard-laden pasty sour milk body (because I do get pale even if I don't get white) on everyone I drag with me! And then cry about how expensive swimsuits are! (This cute suit from Anthropologie is $60 per piece. Why?) I'm thinking something retro or sporty. At times like these I miss living in Los Angeles because surf and swim stores are a dime a dozen and cute swimsuits can be found for (relatively) cheap prices.
If not the suit from Anthropologie, I would like a bandeau top or maybe one with a sweetheart neckline. I have a rack; I might as well show it off in addition to getting something to hold the girls in line. Also: demin capris and shorts! It is almost summer! This means it is almost shorts weather! I love shorts weather because I love wearing shorts!
Other things to do before I leave for vacation:
- Get hair cut (again)
- Make good on that spa gift certificate from work and get manicure + pedicure
- Make an appointment at Homme Spa
I'm psyched.
P.S. I'm sort of in love with this video.
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