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serynSplurge today. I bought that Cuisinart 5.5 quart mixer. I am concerned that I will not like it because return shipping on a 20+ pound item is outrageous. But I saved $50 compared to store prices and was able to use a gift certificate. There is also some concern that the price will drop for holiday shoppers, but realistically, expensive items in the off-brand do not usually get big price drops. This is the cheapest price I have seen in 3 months of watching. That was good enough.
I did a new yoga video (Roku download) and I'm pretty flexible but my legs don't bend like that. It was the yoga for sickly losers variant and I was constantly wondering how on Earth to even start things. They're talking about walking your hands out, but I can't reach the floor with my hands at all from the weird two-leg side-wrap pose-- hell, my ass can't even reach the floor from that pose and the people on the TV are sitting on theirs. If I was any less flexible, not only would that have hurt, but I would have been stuck. I don't think I'll be doing that one again. I wonder if Cirque du Soleil performers injure themselves doing the regular variant of this yoga. Maybe they didn't actually simplify this variant and it's just more full of pep talk, I have a hard time imagining it being more strenuous.
Yesterday I was browsing online for library books I might want to read. I flagged a book that was out so I could look for it when it came back. It was a sock knitting book and I figured I would be kind and let the person renew if they needed to. Then I went and looked at the books I'd picked up. I was the person who had checked it out. Duh. I felt so incredibly idiotic. But also like virtue is its own reward. Because I was considerate of the other person who might want to renew, I didn't screw myself over.
I went out for lunch and spent some time outlining where I think the story in my head should go, whether I have an over-arching theme, which snippets I've penciled into my notebook would be useful for character sketches, and basically thinking it through. Obviously if I cared about the whole NaNo aspect, I would feel stressed and tardy. But I'm fine with starting tomorrow and going for 30 days. *shrug* My November is late.
I'm going to stop here. The idea that I've just spent hundreds of dollars on something that I've wanted for almost 15 years but might not have a real use for is making me ill.
I did a new yoga video (Roku download) and I'm pretty flexible but my legs don't bend like that. It was the yoga for sickly losers variant and I was constantly wondering how on Earth to even start things. They're talking about walking your hands out, but I can't reach the floor with my hands at all from the weird two-leg side-wrap pose-- hell, my ass can't even reach the floor from that pose and the people on the TV are sitting on theirs. If I was any less flexible, not only would that have hurt, but I would have been stuck. I don't think I'll be doing that one again. I wonder if Cirque du Soleil performers injure themselves doing the regular variant of this yoga. Maybe they didn't actually simplify this variant and it's just more full of pep talk, I have a hard time imagining it being more strenuous.
Yesterday I was browsing online for library books I might want to read. I flagged a book that was out so I could look for it when it came back. It was a sock knitting book and I figured I would be kind and let the person renew if they needed to. Then I went and looked at the books I'd picked up. I was the person who had checked it out. Duh. I felt so incredibly idiotic. But also like virtue is its own reward. Because I was considerate of the other person who might want to renew, I didn't screw myself over.
I went out for lunch and spent some time outlining where I think the story in my head should go, whether I have an over-arching theme, which snippets I've penciled into my notebook would be useful for character sketches, and basically thinking it through. Obviously if I cared about the whole NaNo aspect, I would feel stressed and tardy. But I'm fine with starting tomorrow and going for 30 days. *shrug* My November is late.
I'm going to stop here. The idea that I've just spent hundreds of dollars on something that I've wanted for almost 15 years but might not have a real use for is making me ill.
