This morning I was out the door two hours before I normally wake up. My fellow night owls may find it comforting to hear that although there are some crazy people out and about at 6:30 in the morning on a Saturday that there were fewer people than I feared they would be. And none of them chirped at me, which was good. Even after I returned from BWI, hitting the grocery store just before 8 a.m., streets were still somewhat empty. Of course, Dupont Circle was bustling half an hour later, which just pained me.<\/p>\n
Actually, getting up and out was easier than I thought it would be. Of course, that could be because I’d only had four hours of sleep, so perhaps my body thought I was just getting up from a nap. I’m definitely starting to feel like it’s time to go back to bed. It is 9:30, after all.<\/p>\n
We’re off to a friend’s wedding this evening. One minimizing bra later and I was able to go shopping in my own closet. This was especially exciting since I’d bought the bra (on sale!) to wear to last night’s strapless bridesmaid dress fitting (for Karen’s fall wedding) and wasn’t really expecting it to help me out this weekend. I even own shoes and a bag that will go with the dress I found, so although I’m going to run over to Macy’s and Filene’s Basement to see if I can come up with a summer shawl, the purchases for my wedding outfit will be minimal. I may go in pursuit of a pedicure this afternoon, though. I didn’t particularly enjoy the last (and only) one I had, but you really can’t argue with how nice your feet look afterwards. Maybe I’ll text some local friends and see if they have other suggestions for places to go.<\/p>\n
Okay, I’m off to have another mug of strong tea and then to run some errands — or, y’know, take a nap.<\/p>\n
Have a great Saturday!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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