1. I’ve done a ton of research on new refrigerators, only to discover that the best one for the space we have is… the exact same one we bought 9 years ago. Sigh. And the one in the basement is a cheaper (wire shelves, less drawers), 5 year old version of the exact.same.fridge. This would be fine if I actually like the darn thing, but I’ve hated it for years and was actually a little excited when it died. On the bright side, it’s also cheap so I can buy one and not feel any guilt in five years when I
throw it out donate it when we remodel the kitchen.
2. I ran five really sweaty, kind of fast for me 5 miles in Vibrams yesterday. (OK, the first four were fast, mile 5 sucked). I discovered that the ball of one of my feet gets roughed up when it’s hot. I think I’m going to have to try glide on my feet when I run in them. Anyone else who runs in Vibrams find this?
3. Last night I had wierd dream after wierd dream. I dreamt about visiting the USSR (yes, I know it’s no longer that, but it was in my dream) and not being allowed to leave. I dreamt about racing barefoot. I dreamt about feeding Shoo a tuna fish sandwich. (Yeah, that was wierd.) I only remember my dreams when I’m really stressed. I know I’m lucky that there’s no big drama in my life, but really the little shit could take a break for a bit. I’m tired of constantly feeling like one of the many balls I have in the air is going to drop on my head.
I could really use a girls’ night out. Anyone want to head to DC and meet me?