Get-my-life-together day
Best President's Day EVER.
After sleeping in until 10 a.m., which as everyone knows is the perfect hour of sleeping in, I read online news sources, listened to "You Were Right" by Badly Drawn Boy radio station on Pandora (which I totally forgot about for months but is such an ingenious invention), played facebook Scrabulous (Josh, I think I'm much better now...or the people I've played against are just worse than you. Rematch?) and looked at the facebook profiles of all the new friends I suddenly have because apparently it's acceptable for urban baby boomers to be on facebook now. I'm not sure how I feel about this. I have been plugging facebook since 2004, and my new fbook contacts are work people and not my parents friends or my friends parents or anything, buuut I have to say, I'm a little protective of facebook. It's the one contribution my generation has contributed to society (unless you count the Mary Kate & Ashley branding or Obama-mania) and it feels weird that it's being appropriated by the grown-ups. But I'm technically a grown-up now, I realize.
Speaking of which, one of my big accomplishments today was I bought AND installed curtains for my room. Maybe you don't realize how huge this is. I'm not sure why this task was procrastinated beyond the point where my father was still regularly offering to buy me apartment things because he was "so proud of me" but it was and the sheets that were taped to my windows fell down yesterday so that was the last straw since it's something that's been bothering me for a while and I always feel the need to justify to visitors why I have makeshift curtains, even though they probably don't care, except my aunt, who seemed to care and judge when she visited. But I was judging myself too. Anyway, last night I took the appropriate first step and I googled "installing shades" and realized I can just buy an adjustable rod, and found this handy quote from my now soulmate HomeEnvy.com ToolGirl Mag Ruffman: "There are two kinds of people in the world: the kind who use towels and old blankets for curtains, and the kind who go to the trouble of installing proper drapes." Well, while I've made clear here that like Tina Fey, I'm in the first camp, I am an aspiring second camper so a quick jaunt to Bed, Bath and Beyond and $80 later, my windows are the proud displayers of the cheapest curtains BBB had that are in every post-college apartment (mine are green). On a productivity kick, I then installed the curtains in my roommate's room that been lying around for months (she's also in the first camp...hence our sparsely decorated apartment).
THEN, after setting up my retirement account (I told you, this day was wicked productive), I went to a yoga class that is half a block from my apartment. While I don't presently love yoga, I don't hate it which is the highest praise I can give exercise and while I don't like working out in a group settings since I feel judged, I know I won't do anything on my own. So until I can afford a personal yoga guru, this is a good alternative. And when I'm good enough, my goal is to take a 7am "express class" before work, since it's so close I could go and still be at work by 9:30 and I could be one of those people I've always admired who works out before work. We'll see. I'll try. But I want to do yoga a lot and be disciplined about it and make it my thing and in 10 years be incredible and go on yoga retreats in Nepal and when people admire my skill level I'll be like, "You'll never believe this, but 10 years ago, I totally sucked at yoga." Except, in my yoga-inspired state, I won't say "totally sucked at yoga" but rather "hadn't found my inner chi" or some shit like that.
After sleeping in until 10 a.m., which as everyone knows is the perfect hour of sleeping in, I read online news sources, listened to "You Were Right" by Badly Drawn Boy radio station on Pandora (which I totally forgot about for months but is such an ingenious invention), played facebook Scrabulous (Josh, I think I'm much better now...or the people I've played against are just worse than you. Rematch?) and looked at the facebook profiles of all the new friends I suddenly have because apparently it's acceptable for urban baby boomers to be on facebook now. I'm not sure how I feel about this. I have been plugging facebook since 2004, and my new fbook contacts are work people and not my parents friends or my friends parents or anything, buuut I have to say, I'm a little protective of facebook. It's the one contribution my generation has contributed to society (unless you count the Mary Kate & Ashley branding or Obama-mania) and it feels weird that it's being appropriated by the grown-ups. But I'm technically a grown-up now, I realize.
Speaking of which, one of my big accomplishments today was I bought AND installed curtains for my room. Maybe you don't realize how huge this is. I'm not sure why this task was procrastinated beyond the point where my father was still regularly offering to buy me apartment things because he was "so proud of me" but it was and the sheets that were taped to my windows fell down yesterday so that was the last straw since it's something that's been bothering me for a while and I always feel the need to justify to visitors why I have makeshift curtains, even though they probably don't care, except my aunt, who seemed to care and judge when she visited. But I was judging myself too. Anyway, last night I took the appropriate first step and I googled "installing shades" and realized I can just buy an adjustable rod, and found this handy quote from my now soulmate HomeEnvy.com ToolGirl Mag Ruffman: "There are two kinds of people in the world: the kind who use towels and old blankets for curtains, and the kind who go to the trouble of installing proper drapes." Well, while I've made clear here that like Tina Fey, I'm in the first camp, I am an aspiring second camper so a quick jaunt to Bed, Bath and Beyond and $80 later, my windows are the proud displayers of the cheapest curtains BBB had that are in every post-college apartment (mine are green). On a productivity kick, I then installed the curtains in my roommate's room that been lying around for months (she's also in the first camp...hence our sparsely decorated apartment).
THEN, after setting up my retirement account (I told you, this day was wicked productive), I went to a yoga class that is half a block from my apartment. While I don't presently love yoga, I don't hate it which is the highest praise I can give exercise and while I don't like working out in a group settings since I feel judged, I know I won't do anything on my own. So until I can afford a personal yoga guru, this is a good alternative. And when I'm good enough, my goal is to take a 7am "express class" before work, since it's so close I could go and still be at work by 9:30 and I could be one of those people I've always admired who works out before work. We'll see. I'll try. But I want to do yoga a lot and be disciplined about it and make it my thing and in 10 years be incredible and go on yoga retreats in Nepal and when people admire my skill level I'll be like, "You'll never believe this, but 10 years ago, I totally sucked at yoga." Except, in my yoga-inspired state, I won't say "totally sucked at yoga" but rather "hadn't found my inner chi" or some shit like that.
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