Dorking around in my new sanctuary: the Bean Museum Gift Shop.
Laying out on the grass (technically on a dirty museum tablecloth) during my 12:00-1:00 hour of freedom; turkey avacado sandwich in hand, BBQ chips by my side and sun overhead.
Having my first ever bonding moment with my sister (i know, it's kind of ridiculous) over a really creepy eye-twitch performed my Miley Cyrus on Hannah Montana.
Jumping in my bed still in my work clothes to indulge in the last 2 episodes of Secret Life.
Feeling the burn in your abs while you run and elliptical yourself to death.
Receiving a much-needed random phone call from long lost best friend Ashley "Helga" Palmer and coming up with an agenda for happenings tomorrow evening.
Running into an acquaintance at the gym, start talking and then an hour and a half later realize that you've covered the last year of each other's lives. something so fulfilling about hearing about other people's difficulties, triumphs and challenges. perfect talk.
knowing that there are so many good things to come in the upcoming weeks.
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