So with my career path as a teacher, I sullenly left behind being able to buy whatever, whenever I wanted. Spending $260 on jeans was usual, and now I cringe at the thought. My shopping endeavors have taken me to Nordstrom Rack and TJ Maxx. On the not so rare occasion I am at my shopping hubs, I stop in at the Ross adjacent to TJ Maxx. This past weekend (I spent the entire day perusing racks of clothing--it's almost pathetic...no...it is pathetic) I stumbled upon a pair of Michael Kors pumps that were so fabulous...I spent 20 minutes trying to defend my possible purchase. Finally, after mulling over the shoes and chewing my inner lip--I walked out of the store with nothing. Something has happened to me, something crazy and unbelievable. I have harnessed the inner shopaholic, for a more pragmatic (granted, still completely dangerous) buyer. I think the shopaholic was more fun.
At the age of 24, I am turning into a grown up. The kids at work gasp at hearing the age of 19--I didn't have the heart to tell them that I was 24..when did that become old? I still think of myself as the foolish and random 16 year old, prancing around Phoenix like an idiot.
Tonight I had my first summer session class--it's a research class. In my time when I am supposed to be listening to boring lectures--I multi-task and am quite the corresponder. In my 4 hours of class, I compose e-mails, check facebook, organize my notes, read ahead, and sometimes even gchat! All of these are huge accomplishments for me since every time I check my e-mail, I do it as if the devil himself is going to leap out of my computer and hit me upon entering the g-mail screen. I'm constantly afraid I'm going to get stressful news in my e-mail--I hate being so connected.
This morning I really contemplated knowingly leaving my cell phone behind; I couldn't bring myself to do it. I just feel that people are way too connected; gossip is 10x worse than it ever was because it surrounds us at home with technological mediums. It's an interesting how something can be so helpful with talking to my friends in other countries, but so detrimental to our society as a whole. People can't get off their phones!
When I came home from Spain, I would leave my cell everywhere. Granted, I am still not that much better. I leave it around the house all the time, loving the excuse of 'losing' it temporarily. I also have around 7 voicemails that go unchecked daily. I hate checking my voicemail, I have a deep seated aversion to calling it to listen to messages I know were left without urgency. Why can't I just call you back?
Anyway, I have to be at work at 7am tomorrow. The new guy hasn't been cleared by administration and I get to cover his early morning shift and then be in class til 10 pm. I promised myself that I wouldn't complain about my schedule so I am really doing my best to stick to it.
Also, you should know that I am back on my apple cider vinegar kick. I couldn't work out last week because of my black lung/bubonic plague, and this week I can't bring myself to be at the gym at 5 AM and then head straight to work...I suppose even I know that might be TOO much. I can work out on Friday, Saturday & Sunday. That's a comforting thought anyhow.
I know this entry was awful and probably vapid, but I'm having a mindless moment. You know?
Dulces suenos.
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