random things
1. I have made a list of things that need to be done before this weekend. The length of this list has completely demoralized me and I have spent all morning looking at random things online. Remember: baby steps. Let's start with cleaning off the kitchen table. It is mostly cookbooks, plus some things that... I have nowhere to put. Sigh.
2. One of the random things I was looking up was red boots. I have decided that if I can find (and have in my possession) a pair of the right boots, then I will do the Supergirl costume, at least for a little while. But I can't buy shoes online. My foot size varies, and with boots, they have to fit my leg, too - not just my foot. One small bright spot is that I have realized that animated Supergirl does not wear knee boots, but boots that are just a little higher than her ankle. However, it seems unlikely that any will be found in time. Sigh.
3. Lately, I have been making omelets for us on Sunday mornings. Something about this morning was different for me, though. Even the smell of the omelet made me a little sick, and I couldn't stomach the thought of actually eating it. Maybe it was because it was a little more liquid than normal because of the salsa I included. I don't know. But the idea of eating any kind of egg is extremely unappealing right now. I can smell-taste it right now, and I made them hours ago. Blech.
4. I have just remembered something else to add to my list. Sigh.
2. One of the random things I was looking up was red boots. I have decided that if I can find (and have in my possession) a pair of the right boots, then I will do the Supergirl costume, at least for a little while. But I can't buy shoes online. My foot size varies, and with boots, they have to fit my leg, too - not just my foot. One small bright spot is that I have realized that animated Supergirl does not wear knee boots, but boots that are just a little higher than her ankle. However, it seems unlikely that any will be found in time. Sigh.
3. Lately, I have been making omelets for us on Sunday mornings. Something about this morning was different for me, though. Even the smell of the omelet made me a little sick, and I couldn't stomach the thought of actually eating it. Maybe it was because it was a little more liquid than normal because of the salsa I included. I don't know. But the idea of eating any kind of egg is extremely unappealing right now. I can smell-taste it right now, and I made them hours ago. Blech.
4. I have just remembered something else to add to my list. Sigh.