This afternoon I joined lizzy, Ali, and carisa for frapphapp
(frappacinno happy hour). Starbucks had this promotion a few weeks
ago, and the gals got hooked. I have no idea what I ordered (actually
what lizzy ordered, I just piggybacked it as I got flustered and it
was easier to say "one of those") than to order it myself. But it was
tasty and it had caffeine, and now I'm feeling wirey and weird.
So naturally I thought I'd go home and take a nap. (Seriously that's
all I've wanted to do all day. I blame lost, my brain can't stop
processing or thinking about it, it's been exhausting.) Yet sadly, I
am not napping. Somehow I convinced myself to go to the gym where I am
composing this post. The ellipticals were all taken so I'm on a dumb
bike machine. I hate these things. They really make me feel like I'm
going nowhere (a theme that is haunting me lately I might add).
As an aside, I think the great house hunt of 2010 is on hold. That's
been two weeks in a row (maybe 3?) where we've said nah, let's not
even bother looking. I think it's just the current market, but I'd be
lying if I didn't say it also had something to do with our wishy-
washiness, inability to commit, and overall ennui.
I think it's the weather. Despite it nearly being June, I feel like
I'm stuck somewhere between hibernation and spring. I'm not sure what
it'll take to snap out of it.
In the meantime I ride this stationary bike and wonder.
Ps. No more coffee post 1pm.
