I had the perfect weekend.
There was nothing on my calendar. Except for a massage on Saturday afternoon.
Octoberathon kind of messed up my after-work schedule. I normally run errands after work on my non-running days...but because daylight hours are precious and I hate (hate!) running on the treadmill, I quickly scampered home every day without question and headed out to run. Upon returning from my run, all motivation to leave my apartment to run errands eluded me. Once I'm settled at home, I don't want to leave. I love my place.
Anyway.
I had a list of about 30 things to do that had accumulated over the month of October. None of them were particularly important (examples: check out SJP's Bitten line at Steve and Barry's, find red hooker boots, wander aimlessly around Sephora) but the things on the list still "needed" to be done.
So after my massage, I wandered around Minneapolis and its surrounding cities for about six hours. Six glorious hours of random errand running.
And now there is nothing on my "places to go" list. And that feels good.
And now it's Sunday. I had big plans today. Plans that included playing Dance Dance Revolution on my Wii, reading my book, eating ice cream (homemade Cookies and Cream - delicious and worth every calorie*), napping, organizing my storage locker, and going to church. I can proudly say that I crossed every single thing off of my list. Because I'm a rock star like that. I set such lofty goals for myself.
*Brace yourself for tomorrow's post - I'm joining in on Moment of Truth Monday. Four days of non-running and copious amounts of ice cream? This could be ugly.
There was nothing on my calendar. Except for a massage on Saturday afternoon.
Octoberathon kind of messed up my after-work schedule. I normally run errands after work on my non-running days...but because daylight hours are precious and I hate (hate!) running on the treadmill, I quickly scampered home every day without question and headed out to run. Upon returning from my run, all motivation to leave my apartment to run errands eluded me. Once I'm settled at home, I don't want to leave. I love my place.
Anyway.
I had a list of about 30 things to do that had accumulated over the month of October. None of them were particularly important (examples: check out SJP's Bitten line at Steve and Barry's, find red hooker boots, wander aimlessly around Sephora) but the things on the list still "needed" to be done.
So after my massage, I wandered around Minneapolis and its surrounding cities for about six hours. Six glorious hours of random errand running.
And now there is nothing on my "places to go" list. And that feels good.
And now it's Sunday. I had big plans today. Plans that included playing Dance Dance Revolution on my Wii, reading my book, eating ice cream (homemade Cookies and Cream - delicious and worth every calorie*), napping, organizing my storage locker, and going to church. I can proudly say that I crossed every single thing off of my list. Because I'm a rock star like that. I set such lofty goals for myself.
*Brace yourself for tomorrow's post - I'm joining in on Moment of Truth Monday. Four days of non-running and copious amounts of ice cream? This could be ugly.
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