. . . and embarrassed about it too.
The downside of living 5 minutes from work is that when you duck into the supermarket on a Saturday evening looking like something that's been working down on the farm, maybe even wrestling some steer, you’re guaranteed to be served by an ex-student.
I spent the day in a slump. It’s an official-honest-to-God-slump too. I managed to do exactly one thing all day: walk the dog. The rest of the day has been spent on the couch watching trash I’ve recorded: The Closer, Modern Family, and The Mentalist. Not even trash with cute men in it, that’s how bad the slump is. I did almost go to a new yoga class. Then decided it was a lot of effort to drive 45 minutes, and besides it was cold and nasty outside. The slump is so bad I haven't even been blogging, or reading blogs, I mainly just surf internet dating sites for men I'd like to date. . . and stare at the TV.
Instead I spent a lot of time thinking about chocolate, but resisted the urge to buy any for at least 6 hours. I think that’s a very good effort. I was partly motivated by the fact that I haven’t done a lot of exercise of late - I’m still looking for a new yoga studio -and partly motivated by the fact that I was convinced the craving would past.
So I bowed to the inevitable early this evening, besides I was bored, some trashy mags wouldn’t go astray either. I fed the dog, then hauled my much-less-than-glamourous self down to the local supermarket. There I was in all my make-up less glory, and my daggy dog-walking jeans when the girl who calls “Next, please” at the Express checkout is an ex-student.
I was slightly embarrassed as it was evident I was doing nothing with my life this evening.
I was slightly more embarrassed when I tried to leave with my purchases without paying.
“Would you like to pay?” she jokingly asked.
“Well, since you know where I work I probably should,” I rallied.
Then left really quickly.