So I'm really making it a point of getting in bed before midnight these days, thanks to long days of...life. And sometimes, I wake up in the middle of the sleep cycle. 7.5 hours. I'll get another 2 in, but still.
Anyway, yesterday might have been a crash/burn type of day, but I'm pleased to say that despite a bit of stress in the morning, I survived.
Backstory: I needed tires. Not one, not two, but THREE. So, if that's the case, you may as well get 4 and suck it up. I've been playing the "pray it doesn't burst and fill with air every day" game at the gas station in Westwood.
So yesterday, I decided to drive Frida (my car) down to Pep Boys. She didn't make it. One tow later, and more money than I can humanly comprehend, I have 4 new tires and a new spare. I feel like I might have been "taken", but my even my Mom was like "Shira, suck it up. You need TIRES, this is a safety issue, and frankly, it's a valid purchase". I just get frustrated when I have NO CLUE what's going on. I knew what kind of tires I needed...and that was it. Balancing, aligning, rotating....I don't get this stuff! Next up on Saturday? Brakes. Ahhhhhhhhhhh. However, given some previous history, if they need replacing, I need to replace them. Goodbye, money.
The personal chef thing went over well. Except for the fish. Me and the woman who hired me, Linda, LOVED it. Everyone else thought it stunk to the high heavens. So maybe botija olives were overkill? Who knows.
I'm completely addicted to Kay's Protein Cookies. Um, YUM! And that is all. Enjoy the BUZZ.
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