Haven't Rambled in a While

I didn't sleep the best last night, which is actually the exception rather than the rule ever since I quit drinking caffeine and got past withdrawal. Even when I was in all that emotional turmoil, I was still sleeping well once I finally got to sleep. We stayed up many long nights discussing things. I think I'm past that now and really the only things that need resolved are within me, not that John better even think about discontinuing the butt-kissing he's been doing!

I had big plans for the day. I needed to wash all of Booie's bedding, because she's been on a bed-wetting marathon the past week and a half. I have tons and tons of sets of sheets and comforters for her, but she's gone through all of them. There's the usual laundry to do as well. I still don't know how in the world my brother and sister-in-law manage to keep up their laundry with six kids and themselves. I can't manage a household of four. Yet another reason two kids is more than enough for me.

I also planned to dye my hair today. I put it off all weekend long. Mostly the timing just didn't work out, but I also dragged my feet about it. It's such a chore, and I really don't enjoy doing it at all. Doing it at home is better than the salon though, because I get to do things while my head is a big goopy mess rather than read stupid magazines. Plus it's cheaper, and since I'm all about cheapness, that's a good thing.

Other home activities included straightening up the house, since it's really taken a backseat to my emotional ride. We're losing sight of the top of the coffee and dining room tables again.

Once I made a dent in those things, I planned on going to the store. Not only do we need a few food-type items, but we also need a big wrench, some plumber's tape and plumber's putty so we can install the bathroom faucet we bought over the weekend. I thought I'd make a detour to the mall and see about getting some jeans, since I have only one pair of blue jeans now that I blew out the inseam of my other pair. (Damn fat thighs!)

I got up as usual at 7:30 and got Booie off to school, but I didn't start working. I goofed off on the computer forever, surfing the web and making sure I finally answered all my email. I ate (or drank is more like it) some breakfast too, but that doesn't really count as doing anything. I sat on my butt in my sweatpants until almost noon. Then I finally decided I better get moving, or I wouldn't be able to get much of anything done, much less all I wanted to get done.

I started with the hair dye. I bought a new shade, and I was quite excited to see what it looked like. It's darker red than before. In fact, it doesn't really even look like a color that anyone has in real life, but I liked it. Between doing the dye and then washing it all out, I took about an hour and a half before I even started styling my hair. Luckily, I didn't have the usual troubles with styling, and it all worked out quite nicely. In fact, I really love the new color. It's about time for a trim on the hair though.

When I finally looked presentable, it was well after 1:00. That didn't leave a lot of time to do all the shopping I wanted to do, so I decided just to shop for jeans. Big mistake! After throwing a load of laundry in the washer, I went out the door. I felt good with my pretty new hair and figured it would be as good a time as any to visit the mall's many torture chamber (aka fitting rooms).