So I called in sick today. No, I'm not sick. I'm playing hookie. What'd I do with this mid-week free day:
Woke up late... meaning I would have had to hustle to get to work on time but could have still made it, so I laid in bed for another hour to make myself good and late....
Ate breakfast. I'm in love with Kashi's Vanilla Almond granola cereal... mmmm so good!
Went to the mall. Walked the whole thing. Spent over $50 at bath and body works and another $20 plus at Macys. Cannot shop again this weekend, but probably will. Hello... TAX FREE.
Attempted to go to Panera/stole the parking space from a guy I didnt see while he drove soooo slow behind me and onto the next row glaring at me the whole time... I say attempted b/c when I got in there it was jam packed. I had no clue. So I left and walked the long way back to my car so I fully avoided Mr. Glaring Guy as he headed in to Panera.
Got a spicy chicken sandwich from Wendys instead sans the mayo and bread...
Spent 4 hours at Starbucks watching Everyone Is Gay and playing on Facebook and Meetup.
It was a pretty good Thursday, except for the fact that I had to fib to all the kind and concerned co-workers who texted to see what was up with my disappearing act. Gotta keep my story straight... ahs well. I needed a mental health day. They can deal. LOVE YOU!
