I swore I wouldn't be buying more clothes but I lost weight and many of my clothes look flatout stupid on me, like I am wearing sacks. No, not a good look. Lord and Taylor, a store that got me through many years of chub at bargain basement prices, was having a sale and while I tried to stay away, the lure of having things that fit was too strong to resist. It was just not a good idea except for the additional 30% off, y'all. Things marked way down and then 30% off that. I scored a hoodie, a belted rain jacket, a pair of pants, and two tops and the bank wasn't broken.
Then I went to Costco and got grape tomatoes and chicken meat and gas for my car. Meijer gave me bottled water, watermelon chunks, a Chobani four-pack of key lime, and a headache. I had to get a raincheck at Meijer and they just do not have their Guest Services shit together. Then I went home where I shall remain until I go to work tomorrow. It's nice here! There are some great shaving-cream clouds over the lake, the sky and the lake are both blue, and my a/c is on so the humidity is nonexistant. My dishwasher it having its way with my dirty dishes and I'll be cooking broccoli and cutting up chicken for my lunch tomorrow.
Sale items, good food, a gas-filled car that's working just fine for being 19 years old, a good place to call home -- life it rich! Now if I could just unpack the remaining boxes, life would also be full.