Probably more like 15.
And last night was the first night I got a solid, uninterrupted, dreamless night this entire week. My days were starting to blend.
I'm loved and charmed and happy. I've just had an on and off headache to match the crazy weather all week long. It's currently at bay, making me calm and motivated to finally sit and type.
I spent all last weekend not in Binghamton, a much needed break from the day to day of only working and dealing with unending rain. It was beautiful in Syracuse, Ithaca, and then Rome before I drove back to Broome Cloudy.
Spent Friday and Saturday with the Roomie*loves - we went to Daisy Dukes where I got the most insane bruises of my life riding the mechanical bull. Everyone had bruises to show, I'm the only one that still has them, 3 that look like a gigantic Hawaii down my thigh to my knee. What can I say, I made that bull my bitch.
Saturday saw us to Old Navy for $1 flip flops, Dinosaur BBQ for an early lunch, and then Ithaca Commons for some new piercings and a little sunshine.
This is my very concerned face because I sent this particular shot to my Dad, who inevitably does not like it. It has since healed up a bit, still red around the edges but that should all be clear in a week or two. I love it, and was not entirely sure I would when I got it done. I've been debating a Monroe since high school and I figured I should just get it done and if I hate it, I can always take it out; it was worth it to finally know without question. Laur got her front helix and Casey got her tragus done. All in all, we love Steihls, make it a point to go there for your next piercing.
After some milkshakes and cheeky shopping, Laur and I detoured to the Syracuse Urban Outfitters where I found these on an amazing sale:
They're suede, leather, and over the knee, as well as 2 seasons old so they were marked down from $60 to $29, and fit perfectly. All I gotta do is come to terms with my calves by fall to make them an every day staple. I love boots.
After getting new swag, I found my way over to Rome where Jill had been puppysitting for my weekend with the girls. Swazye and Mildred get along famously - she doesn't hiss and he doesn't bark. All he does is put her entire body in his mouth and she bats at him, it's rather adorable in a slightly dangerous kind of way. We found a walking trail for the dogs and the weather was sunny and warm. I'd almost forgotten what it felt like on my skin.
Also gave Mildred her first bath, in an attempt to get the half a tick still stuck in her out. Just as an updated, I'm awesome, and she's tick-free. And smells like Dawn soap.
Sway and I came back to weather worth building an ark for. It's been nonstop rain in Binghamton for about 2 weeks now. There was one day that didn't rain until dark, but it was humid as hell and all cloudy. We've had 2 thunderstorms and one tornado warning. It was a lot like Twister seeing sideways sheets of rain pouring down the street, and watching trees and power lines fall down all across the county. Some of my coworkers are still without power, and one has a well, meaning she's without water too. It got to the point that I was home alone with the animals and made them all go to the living room just incase we had to book it to the basement. The lightening that followed was pretty spectacular though.
The one sunny-ish day (sunny having only lasted a few hours in the middle of the day) got Sway and I out to the park for a good long walk finally. He's been cooped up because of the rain and it's making us both crazy. Got him a new leash that he took to immediately, and good walks deserve doggie sundaes in this sort of humidity.
And more or less finally for this week, I got talked into going downtown Friday night despite my headache, and had the best curb find ever. I've been looking for a bedside table and dresser since moving into the house. I wanted it to be black to match some of my other furniture, and I didn't want to pay much. Those are two tough details to be picky about, I'm no good at just settling for something, and Craigslist has been no friend of mine. Suddenly, there on the side of the road, was an entire bedroom set. Apparently a BU student moved out and either didn't like the stuff, or couldn't get it home, so there it sat getting rained on late Friday evening. It's black lacquer, brand new, and the set matches perfectly. After loading the bedside table into Casey's backseat and being more or less preoccupied the entire time at the bar, of course I had Casey go back to my parent's house to hijack my dad's pick up at 1am to save the free garbage-bound dresser.
We got to the dresser 2 minutes before the garbage men.
How's that for charmed life, eh?
My room is so drastically angled towards the door (old settling house...) that the drawers wouldn't stay shut. Men's socks did the trick in leveling it, but I had to share in case anyone didn't believe that everything in our house leans into the center.
The window is open, my fan is on low, and my puppy is passed out next to me.
It's a good morning, and I can only hope it'll be just as good of a day. Work is exhausting, and I've been there every day since my long weekend, with no day off until Wednesday.
Can you make it through another long week your way? Keep up the hard work, an adventure will roll around again real soon.
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