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Wearing out the refresh button

Been going back and forth with a girl on eHarmony the past few days; I was really drawn to her smile when she first appeared in my matches, and after going through the guided communication steps it seems that we both share some of the same interests/goals. Yesterday was when the guided communication steps finished and it prompted me to send a freeform message, so I reached out to her about possibly meeting up in the next week or so to get to know her better, and since then I’ve been checking my email often for a reply.

I have to admit feeling a little intimidated with her being a few years older than me (not much, 35 vs. 32), but she’s also a lawyer and has a doctorate. Not that I have anything against either, but because of those and how attractive she is, I almost feel like she’s outside of my league, which worries me.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I suppose.

!! Just got a reply! Now to see what it says…

Looks like I’ll have a lunch or coffee date in the near future. 🙂

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Hot and humid

Sometimes you need to warm up and it’s no use cranking the heat in your apartment way up when it’s just you that’s cold, and I mean cold. Bundling up in blankets and such is fine and all to stay warm, but becoming warm – that’s the problem. After a recent walk home in the cold and taking forever to warm up I ordered a space heater for my apartment.

Bertie kept wanting to investigate it, but the hot air it was blowing kept making him all squinty-eyed.

Squinty Bertie

He retreated to sit by the cool air coming out of the humidifier (another recent purchase. See it in the top-left of the above picture?) where he could study the space heater from a distance.

Bertie by Humidifier

Soon, however, he came back over. Guess he just couldn’t resist being warm, being a cat and all.

Bertie Returns to Sit by the Heater

One final inspection after I turned it off. I don’t think he’s encountered anything that puts out as much concentrated heat like this does.

Investigating the Space Heater

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Beast mode

Today was my third and last day of personal training. Well, last at least until I sign up for another package of sessions since it’s something that I definitely want to continue doing. My training was scheduled for 5 PM but I had to have it rescheduled to 7 when I showed up and discovered I was missing part of my workout attire. Lesson: don’t forget to pack your gym shorts. I blame quickly throwing things into packing my gym bag last night with a raging headache that was making me feel sick and I just wanted to lie down and pass out as soon as possible.

Today was “beast mode” as my trainer put it: rope whips, pushups, medicine ball throwing, planks. Lots of core workout exercises and calisthenics.

Stopped by the grocery store next door afterwards to pick up cat litter ((26.3 lbs!! As if my arms didn’t hate me enough already! At least I drove to the gym/grocery so I didn’t have to haul it home on the train and bus.)) and find something for dinner. Jury’s still out as to which is better for you: McDonald’s ((Last resort in case I couldn’t find something I was in the mood for at the grocery.)), or the frozen burritos I bought ((Bertie just jumped up and got a sniff of my burritos and then tried to bury them, so I guess I know his opinion on the matter.)).

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Contingency has a capital 'C' that rhymes with 'P' and stands for "Pizza"

I learned today that buying all the ingredients for a recipe ((and cookies for dessert. A dearth of sweets in my apartment had me eating bagels lately for dessert. I guess it’s easier to pretend you’re eating a cookie if you’re eating something round to begin with.)) means nothing if all the cookware you need to prepare it is dirty in the dishwasher. Yes, I could have run the dishwasher when I got home and cooked dinner when it finished, but when you’re starting to feel hungry and the recipe says it’d take 30 minutes to cook, and the fastest load of your dishwasher would add an hour on top of that, it’s time for a contingency plan, and “contingency” has a capital ‘C’ that rhymes with ‘P’ that stands for “Pizza”.

I recently discovered that there’s a Ledo’s pizza parlor about ten minutes away from where I live. There are other pizza options that are closer, but either they’re fancier than what I was in the mood for (&Pizza), or I’ve grown unhappy with for one reason or another (Domino’s) ((Lately my go-to pizza of choice has been DiGiorno rather than any dine-in or delivery option.)). So, a quick drive to Ledo’s, and a quick drive back with my pizza.

I thought it was funny that the pizza box said “made fresh daily”, as if there’s a stack of pre-made pizzas sitting in a back room just waiting for someone to order that particular combination of toppings.