It's a really difficult transition, to go from running errands easily in two hours with a car to riding the subway and walking everywhere to do the same amount of errands in five hours. And, I'm completely exhausted. I got home just before five and wanted nothing more than to eat dinner and lie down, except it was wayyy to early for either.
I did put up my curtain rod (if you ever happen to need one and you get the cheapest one at Target, ignore the directions. They're horrendous) and now I don't feel like the people across the street and the people one block over are watching me undress. (Of course, up until this point I had been changing in the bathroom, which reminded me of that awkward stage of college when you weren't sure if your roommate was cool with you being naked in the room while she was in it.)
And now...now I don't really have anything to do till Thursday evening. I kind of hate not having plans, or work, or something. Although I feel like I should easily be able to find things to do, I almost don't know where to begin.
The woman sitting next to me on the uptown train this morning was tweezing her chin hair the whole way into Manhattan. It grossed me out. I was in such close proximity to her! And then some douchebag on the J was doing a crossword puzzle and clicking his pen incessantly. I was very, very close to going up to him, snatching his pen, and breaking it in half.
I like people-watching, bagels, and the fact that I bought two bras for $4 from a store having a massive clearance event. They're super cute bras, too - the kind you wish you could wear on the outside because they're that adorable.
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