Ah, the weekend.....cue the sound of birdies and violins. It's not here yet but I'm practically counting the hours. Tonight will be a long one at the office. But: Walker has to work this weekend and tomorrow, I am taking myself SHOPPING. I haven't been out shopping for anything other than groceries in months. Seriously. Months. Unless you count the afternoon I spent looking at shower curtains with Walker, which I definitely do not. Shopping with Walker shouldn't even be called shopping. He gets a ginormous cup of melted milkshake (otherwise known as a latte) and makes a game of how fast he can get out of the store and back to his Laz-E-Boy in front of the TV. It's kind of pathetic how excited I am that he's working and I can go it alone.
It started with the whole "Walker hates the bathroom" fiasco. The shower still is not fixed. We don't even have a contractor lined up. I've called to schedule one, twice, but so far I haven't gotten a call back. I'm rethinking hiring them now - if I can't get them on the phone to schedule the work, where will they be if I have a problem?
So while I wait and ponder my options, I decided we need a fresh coat of paint to go with the new shower curtain. Since we're changing colors I want to look for some bath sheets. The old ones are getting ratty anyway, plus they are a pukey shade of peach since an unfortunate bleach incident. Then I realized that I start radiation on Monday. I have exactly one pair of "good" socks, and I don't intend to traipse around the cancer center in holey ones. Socks went on the list. I have a pretty wool sweater with shamrocks on the pockets but nothing to wear under it. Wool against the skin? Um, no, thank you, I don't like breaking out in hives. I'll look for a green top. Halloween is when? Sunday? Oops! Better get some candy. Et cetera. By the time I was done I had half a page of errands, so I told myself to call it a shopping trip and make a day of it. I might even pick up the new Sex in the City movie. I haven't been to a movie since before my last shopping trip. I wonder if I can still find the mall.
I'm like to take Diva with me, but I have to wait to see if she has a date with her Daddy. I think they were planning some Halloween excursions if he doesn't have to work. Either way, it's retail. therapy and maybe even a little lunch out on the town. Bring on the weekend!