I know everyone is dying to know how I'm filling these what-should-be-work-days-but-aren't. Actually, I'm pretty sure you're not, but since I have nothing else to write about, so-sad-too-bad. At first I thought I'd start working on projects, so after my run, that's what I did. Then I wised up and said, "Self, you can (and will) do these things at night. What you can't/won't do is SHOP." So self went shopping. (You know, in these times of fiscal dearth, I thought shopping a good idea. Good one, erin.) But really, I needed some new running pants, so I went to the running store and got some. Then I remembered that Chuck needed some new work pants, so I went to the mall for those. Oh man, I hate shopping. I do one of two things while in stores: (1) look at all those cute pieces, but feel clueless as to how to put them together in an outfit or (2) think I could copy the entire outfit off a mannequin, but then realize it will never look like that on me. It's all very depressing. Shopping for Chuck is, however, much easier.
So in the end, I ran, crafted, and shopped. Pretty good day's work! And then, because I was just too busy to get dinner, we did hot dogs and s'mores on the outdoor fire pit.
The shirts are for our annual family pumpkin day. I bought the white shirts super cheap at the thrift store. During conference Chuck and I dyed them orange. The orange looked so great I tossed in a spare onesie for a soon-to-be-born baby. The shirt is for my dear runner friend, who doesn't read my blog (I think).