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January 28, 2000 --- 5:47 PM EST

My day?

The Bad

DMV was closed, so there went try #2 at getting out licenses done. I am nurturing a wannabe cold Paul gave me, it sucks. It's been pouring rain all day. Our bank balance is lower than my tally, which means Boy Wonder is spending out of joint and not giving me receipts. I won't lecture him. I won't beat him to a pulp. I won't say a blessed thing other than what I already told him "Try better, keep track."

But the desire to take his joint account card and chop it up with scissors and burn the pieces in the oven is overwhelming! The bills are fine, and we aren't dying. It's the principle of the thing! We've had a joint account how long? Since 1996?

But, no, I am not saying anything. Really. Sigh.

The Good

I did get a lot done despite the weather and the plans that fell through like the DMV and the post office. I got some house shopping done (ex: laundry detergent, softener sheets, that stuff), I got banking and bill paying done, and I got clothes and books for me.

Books? From the used bookstore I like so much, too many to list. But I will admit I was drawn to the all the junior league cookbooks. You know, typewriter, hand drawn margin illustrations, xeroxed a zillion times then spiral bound and sold at the church bazaar to raise funds. Totally local, once in a lifetime copies of these things. Totally tacky, totally Southern. I didn't buy any but I was tempted. There might be some gems in there worth updating!

Clothes? Two pairs of lined track pants, one water-proof. So there, you cockamamie weather you! I'm prepared for cold and rain. Nyaaaah! I am looking for a lined windbreaker, and then I'll be set as far as fitness clothes for the time being. Maybe I'll find one with Holly?

I also got a new pair of jeans, a dress for work, and a mini skirt.

The jeans were a pooper because it means my old jeans have been fried in the dryer.

This morning when I put a pair of jeans on I panicked a bit, thinking "Yow! Did I gain weight? Why are my pants so snug?!" I ripped them off and left them on the floor, threw on a sweater and the stinky leggings and ran out the door after Paul. After dropping him at work and the banking, I popped in at the Ross in the plaza I was in figuring I'd try looking for track pants and try on jeans, if indeed, I had gained and needed larger jeans. No gain, old pants shrunk!

The new ones are the same size as the others used to be. Fit fine. I have to teach Paul the difference between drying clothing the dryer and ROASTING it. I am going to rewash all my jeans in fabric softening goodies. Maybe all hope is not lost? Can I get them to loosen up?

I don't think he ought to be allowed to dry the clothes on his own anymore. Stick to folding and putting them away, Paul! (Training of HouseHusband, the saga continues...)

The blue denim mini skirt? It was too fun not to buy. In jr/sr high school I was a big denim miniskirt fan. Blue, white, pink, purple, black. My last one was a white denim one I got as a sophomore and wore till I was a senior and then my mother made me give it up because she said it was indecent. It hit about an inch or two above the knee.

I bought one today that's even shorter than that white one was! It barely passed the toe test in the dressing room, but what the hell. Paul has never seen me in a miniskirt because I quit wearing them in college before we met. So he'll be surprised. I like the pockets, and it feels comfortable. Bonus? Although it's button and zipper, it also has a drawstring, so I can wear it for a while even after lose some tummy. Yay.

So long as he doesn't shrink it in the dryer with the jeans we'll be fine. Then I suppose I will have a denim drawstring tube top thingie?

Talked to BossMan, which made me feel somewhat better updated. Supposedly with this restructuring and new projects on the way, I'll have another boss over me, one who can give me more direct feedback more regularly. This is good, because BossMan is way swamped, and I've been on semi-vacation/retainer since grad with just tiny things, if at all because he is spread too thin across all these other projects to be directing me over anything too involved.

Not that I minded having it light, I was still pretty burned out from academia, but I'm at a point where I need a paycheck that's regular, I'm rested, please work me harder now. I don't need a slavedriver, but I do need feedback sometimes!

The Gym

Am I going today or not? I came right home because I was so hungry if I tried to jump on an elliptical trainer I'd faint. But now I can't go because Paul is due home and we have to try to attend this Home Owner's Association Meeting thingie. Man, all I want to do now is curl up on the futon and nap! So I am debating what to skip: nap, gym, meeting?

~Astrophe