This last week was a bit crazy.
Amendments, amendments, and more amendments..how about we just do it right the first time?
Luckily, my soul was saved last night by Kara, Scott, pho, gelato, and a giggle fest with my two favorite DCers (they're both official now).
This morning, instead of heading straight home, I went for some Starbuck's; tall soy 2 pump hazelnut latte pleeease and thank you. Sat across the aisle from a man who was conversing with the man? across the table from him ala beautiful mind. Typical morning in Foggy Bottom.
I couldn't bring myself to head home just yet, so I wandered across the bridge to Georgetown, but turns out at 9:40 on a Saturday nothing but Barnes & Noble is open. I killed a good half-hour meandering amongst the rows of books looking for nothing in particular (already have a book I'm reading:
Freedom by Jonathan Franzen, which is so far so good).
Finally it was a little past 10AM and I could go where I really wanted to: Anthro, J.Crew and Urban (deh). AND what a surprise I found a little something at each place. Two shams for my naked Ikea pillows. A rug for my bare wooden floor. And two shirts to welcome in the spring.
And now...shower?