Saturday

I decided I would be my own dog!

So I canceled the plans I had and just did whatever I wanted. This turned out to be not wearing pants, knitting, listening to 2666 on my iphone, sauntering, shopping, talking on the phone to my friend for forty-five minutes on the sidewalk, looking at books, more shopping, trying on hats, more hats, then eating the best snack ever on a bench while looking at hats on the internet (I still need a hat pretty bad).

Followed by a thorough rummage in a thrift shop, then some freelance editing, sandwich eating, kitchen cleaning (including the fridge!), Bourne Identity watching, and knitting, followed by dozing with the light on.

And then Greg came home and I told him all about it. Best.