'Cause every day this week, I've just felt better and better, more focused and more sure, and right now I'm in a fucking fantastic mood. Best in ages.
The following reasons contribute to this joy:
- Little elephants.
- My amazing motherton went to CottonOn today in SB to replace the two shirts I shrank. I LOVE HER MUCH.
- I am cleaning out my nightstand (oh yeah, tackling the list), and found an old wallet. In the wallet was an old Bloomingdales gift card. I called to check if there was anything left on it: $28 bucks! Then found a Nordstrom one: $13! I'M RICH BITCH. Obviously I'm now exploring their online sale sections. Then: $3 each to Trader Joe's and motherfuckin' PINKBERRY. Heyo. JOY.
- Just finished up my third day straight of being totally on track with my eating. And it gets easier every day. Imagine that.
- I found three quarters.
- This guy. Look at him, rolling around on my freshly vacuumed rug, not giving a fuck, refusing to stay still for a picture. Now we're snuggling. Love the bastard.