my date

So... last night, after much trepidation and false starts, I got up the nerve to ask myself out on a date, and guess what? I said yes!

I had it all planned out. I was going to get off work at 5, get back by 6:15, make a really nice dinner, and then watch a movie with my feet in the spa bath foot massager that Steve kindly donated to our household. I was even going to stop and get myself some flowers.

Well, this morning I forgot my phone, and a bunch of other things, so when my plans went slightly astray, I couldn't even call to say I'd be late. But I didn't have a phone, so I didn't KNOW I was late.

I stopped in at Port City Java because I saw a sign that they were hiring. I filled out an application for a shift leader position (SHHH don't tell Helene yet!) which took longer than I expected. Then I stopped at C-town to pick up a few ingredients that I thought I needed but when I got in there, I realized you can't make anything but South American food when you go in there and I wanted fish chowder, New England style. I left because they didn't have any vegetable broth.

By the time I got to the flower shop it was closed, so I continued down the street and back to my apartment. I guess dinner and flowers are scrapped, but the spa and movie are still pretty intriguing. I'm gonna get off my computer and go do that.