Easy Going Day

Today was a real vacation kind of day. I didn't get up until after eight, and then I did a totally goofy thing, which was that I wanted to take a leisurely shower but I wanted coffee first, so I dashed out to the drive-through before I was really dressed, just a shirt thrown over what I had on and quick Crocs on my feet. I am such a rebel! I don't even leave the house without a bra on when I'm going to the emergency room but I guess needing an emergency iced latte, decaf skim, takes precedence.

The highlight of my day probably was the shower; I didn't even blow my hair dry afterwards because this haircut lends itself to curly, so I let it go. K was not impressed. I am not so much caring about it.

I am remembering that if she's not working, then I'm sharing my vacation with her. This has its good and bad points, but I suppose some of the bad will go away tomorrow when we get her car back. We do have a rental for her, but she's not comfortable driving it, and there's really no need for her to. Insurance is paying for it, so it makes sense to have it if we need it, though. But what errands we need to do we're doing together, at least we have been for the last week, and she's been taking my car to class at night. It's not as if I go anywhere at night anyway. But if she could get a job for the summer, not that I think she can at this point, that would be nice. It's the night class that messes things up; if she didn't have to take that, she wouldn't have gotten a job at a summer camp, but the timing doesn't work out. She is sick to death of going to school, and who can blame her? Especially since she might be done by now if she'd gotten the proper advice.

One of my eyes is all read and feels like I've been punched -- I haven't been -- so it's making reading a little uncomfortable. What I did, though, was actually watch a Netflix on the day it arrived; I don't think I've ever done that before. I wanted to see About a Boy, since I'd just read the book. Not a fabulous movie, but a decent adaptation.

And that's the extent of me for the day. And I have no plans for tomorrow either. So there.



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