Goals

I have the next week off. Here are my goals:

• Clean and sort through the garden shed. I have many pots to get rid of along with the potting soil inside. Thankfully I've already found a home for them.
• Pack the hallway books and sort through those I will most likely never read and donate. I feel bad getting rid of books, however space is an issue and I like to have it!
• Yard work!
• Law School reading list tackled.
• Sort through furniture to see what we can do without.
• Pack, pack and pack. Cleaning while packing.
  

It is a lot however I feel that if I get a good start on things then in a month I'll be in a better place when the move occurs. We've accumulated so much in a year and half since we lived in a one bedroom apartment. Now we've got to go from a three bed to a two bedroom and a two car to a single car garage. Ahh the joys of a good challenge.

I think it was time.

I gave up on a friend today. It was very hard to do but I felt that I just had to let go. The number was deleted from my phone. An e-mail was sent.

I keep telling myself that it's okay to let go of friends. It wasn't a bad argument or anything. I just think it was time to exit stage right. I feel horrible. Not a good way to start a holiday. Not to mention I've got to go and get two shots in an hour, one of which is a tetanus shot which hurts like hell. Not going to be a fun day.

My Hair Debacle

I did something the other day I have never, EVER done before, I complained to a hair dresser and succeeded with my request! Yeah! I had my haircut and colored almost two weeks ago and walked away extremely dissatisfied. I wanted my roots touched up since I had been long overdue for a coloring and cut. I walked away still with roots. She told me that the sun would lighten my hair. I wanted to tell her that I wasn't throwing money her way for that lovely advice. She complimented the way my hair gradually got lighter toward the ends. I wanted to kill her considering it was obvious that I was not a true, true blond with the way my hair turned out. Who goes to the salon wanting their roots one color and the mid and end sections another? Honestly? I'm not currently in a band* and I'd choose Kool-aid over a salon if I wanted to stand out.
So I called and made another appointment. She admitted that she was unhappy with the lifting process and now I am a much happier blond! My roots match my tips and I didn't hear a word about the sun naturally taking care of my strands. In the end I chose to tip her since she did the right thing by correcting her mistake. I also wanted to pay her for her time since I know what it's like to work in the service field. I appreciated not having to explain in fine detail my disgust and she was very professional. Hooray! I feel so much better!



*Superdrumtastic, my all-drum band, is currently on a hiatus.

Dork Alert!

I've warned you! What you're about to read is so utterly dork-ish that you'll be embarrassed for reading it. I've decided to start another online reading group! Before I tell you the book let me first say that I am SOOOOOOOO EXCITED! I've read it before however this time will be better because I'll be simultaneously listening to another well-known academic dissect the book! Farmer Ted is jealous since he won't have time to participate. However he has suggested another reading option...which I'll also try to fit in (blegh!). Feel free to shake your head in disgust.

So what's the book?

Karl Marx's Capital!

You know you're jealous!