So, in my world, this is a new year! I will date (totally forgot to do that last 12 months), I will work LESS THAN 60 hours per week, I will have fun and travel and not shop for anything other than a house. Those are my resolutions. Mostly. Starting now-ish.
I DID "run" the 1/2 marathon in Vegas in December. If we use 'run' in the loosest possible meaning, or (how it really happened) I ran for 6 miles, power-walked for 1.3 after that, then walked/hobbled/crawled the remaining distance ~ which totalled 13.6 miles vs the promised 13.1 (that .5 REALLY did me in), as someone had mismarked the course. I cried, actual huge/real/alligatoresque tears, the last mile+. Because it had started to rain. In other words, if you ever want to completely ruin a vacation, run a marathon or any portion of one. Ugh and ouchie! Poor D had to listen to me whine for the 4 hour ride back to Cali. So glad I wasn't her, as I was actually a pain in my OWN ass!
The vaca part was good, up until Sunday evening. It was NFR AND the Country Music Awards were in town. And I won some money. Because D made me gamble. My idea of gambling is hoping they have my size at a shoe sale. So I had to do something great with the moolah. Like shop. For a new fur coat. And the fancypants new luggage needed to get gorgeous aforementioned coat back to Myrtle Beach. Where fur coats are NEVER needed. We had winter this year ~ it was on a Wednesday, if I recall...
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