I checked everything off my list for today!
I grudgingly got up before 9am to bring the blankets to the laundromat and drop them off. I finished the writing assignment/test and sent it off, twelve hours before it was due. I even, thanks to the cajoling of the super-fit BF, worked out! It was short and low-key, but I still felt good about doing it. Showered, moved my car, and picked up the blankets. Then went into the city for a Sit 'n' Knit meetup.






While chatting to BF in the afternoon, I was absently picking things up off the floor. I looked in my purse, to find my cell phone. It wasn't there and I was like, hm, where is it? It took me another five seconds to realize that I WAS ON THE PHONE. god. what a dumbass!