Singing

“After all that, she was surprised to find that she still knew the words to the song in her heart…and she began to sing along.”

I kept seeing this on a calendar in the paper store that I walk by on my way home from work every day.  It’s one of those sort of cheesy girly ones, but it made me smile every time, and it’s by “Curly Girl,” what could be more perfect?  I mean, does that not describe me?  I finally bought it for myself.  Unfortunately, this is the only page that I like, and I don’t have much use for a wall calendar, so I haven’t opened it, but it sits around my house, moving from pile to pile, and encourages me whenever I look at it.

I’m having a day where I’m singing along.

I bought new jeggings at Old Navy for $4.  Not only were they a steal, but they make my heinie look pretty cute, so I’m stoked.

I started my day having coffee with two girlfriends, one old and one new, and that was just FUN.

I got all my tax stuff turned in to my accountant.  Phew.  That feels good.

I got all the stuff ready to drop off for my mortgage guy.  Phew.  Another thing to check off the list.

In my errand running this afternoon, though, I had to do some phone shopping (my Blackberry is about to bite it) and that slightly deflated me.  First of all, I’m technologically challenged, so learning a new phone seems daunting.  I’m struggling with this new decision.  When it comes to car decisions, I feel like it being hard is understandable.  When it comes to phone stuff, it shouldn’t be so hard.  But ugh.  Sawan handled it for me.  So I don’t know what to do.  I started to tear up at the T-Mobile counter and just left.  I’ll handle it another day.  I was doing so good today…so even leaving feels like a triumph.