I'm so bummed. Tomorrow's riding lesson has been rescheduled for next Wednesday due to my instructor coming down with a cold. I'd dug my helmet out and everything. Yeah, it's one of those. Pretty silly looking. I thought the shot of it on the desk was a bit dull so I tried to take a picture of it on the cat. She was having none of it so I went with a subject somewhat ah, more static, shall we say. And no, it's not real it's a replica. And since I'm in a photo mood here one I took the other night. Thanks to Sex & The City I can make a perfect Cosmopolitan.
So this morning I put in another two hours contract work and an hour on the treadmill. Final yoga class is tonight and I plan on signing back up again. I am after all a tree. No, wait...I am an eagle! No not that either, I am a warrior. Cobra? Cat? Uh, how about a dead bug?? Er, nevermind. We all know I'm a corpse.

What to do with the rest of my day then? Clean the house is the obvious answer. Perhaps a trip to Home Depot for paint chips. I need to stop watching HGTV. Everytime I do I want to rearrange everything. I am especially unhappy with my living room. Family room? Parlor?! Whatever. The room with the tv in it. The furniture was sorta just thrown in there when we moved in and hasn't changed since. Not that there's a ton of options but lately I'm not liking anything about it. Jeff is reading this right now and groaning I am sure. Sorry Love! I promise I won't change anything without you. I can't! That shit is heavy.