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Dec. 11th, 2018 12:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesGood deeds, sort of: I donated all the wet food Lily doesn't want to the Gifford Cat Shelter (and now I know where that is), and I ordered silly shirts for myself and the parents. We need some "silly for the sake of silly" in our lives.
Not that it's really a good deed, but I am somewhat proud of myself for going to a 60-person dinner party on Sunday, and sitting with a bunch of strangers, and stomping on my social anxiety without any alcohol. Maybe I'm ready to stop being a hermit all the time.
I had to order new jeans on Sunday when I was getting changed for the dinner party and discovered a massive hole in the inseam of the jeans I was wearing. That leaves me with precisely one pair of wearable jeans, and the inseams of that pair aren't long for this world either. I hope the new ones get here before I have to wear sweatpants to go grocery shopping. I really hate wearing sweatpants in public these days. I suppose they're slightly better than the half-transparent leggings everybody seems to be wearing as gym clothes lately, but never mind. (I will not be buying any half-transparent leggings. I would rather go grocery shopping in my wetsuit.)
The question now is, given the utter uselessness of the USPS package tracking web site, whether the jeans or the silly shirts will arrive first, and whether the jeans (which haven't been shipped yet) will really arrive on Thursday. I hope so, or I might be really glad it's dark in the bowling alley on Friday.
Not that it's really a good deed, but I am somewhat proud of myself for going to a 60-person dinner party on Sunday, and sitting with a bunch of strangers, and stomping on my social anxiety without any alcohol. Maybe I'm ready to stop being a hermit all the time.
I had to order new jeans on Sunday when I was getting changed for the dinner party and discovered a massive hole in the inseam of the jeans I was wearing. That leaves me with precisely one pair of wearable jeans, and the inseams of that pair aren't long for this world either. I hope the new ones get here before I have to wear sweatpants to go grocery shopping. I really hate wearing sweatpants in public these days. I suppose they're slightly better than the half-transparent leggings everybody seems to be wearing as gym clothes lately, but never mind. (I will not be buying any half-transparent leggings. I would rather go grocery shopping in my wetsuit.)
The question now is, given the utter uselessness of the USPS package tracking web site, whether the jeans or the silly shirts will arrive first, and whether the jeans (which haven't been shipped yet) will really arrive on Thursday. I hope so, or I might be really glad it's dark in the bowling alley on Friday.
