I was walking down the street on this spring-like day, when the Black Cat delivery guy recognized me. I must stand out a lot from his usual clientele.
He asked when I would be home again. He had come by earlier to deliver the rice my husband ordered via Amazon, but no one answered. I replied 9 pm, but he said that would be too late.
So I suggested tomorrow in the morning.
Still, it was interesting being recognized on the street like that. Guess I really stand out.
Nothing eventful happened to day but lots of work and yoga.
Tomorrow the weather is supposed to turn bad.
My dreams have been so vivid lately, ever since I started my vitamin regiment. I wonder if there was something missing from my diet.
Next Saturday will be busy. I made ONE plan with a friend and then suddenly everyone wanted to make a plan with me on that one day. Now I might have turned down my husband’s request, but then it turned out to fit snugly against the other plans.
What do you when plans don’t conflict with each other, they just leave you really busy if you do them all?
It’s like “Oh, that time. That time… um… works fine?” *silently curses*