Rise at ~11:00am, shower and shave
and trim nails. Almost out of soap, I will have to visit the health-food store for a refill of Doc Bronner's peppermint liquid soap. I plan to do this today, but it cascades to tomorrow by nightfall.
I have needed fresh smilk
for weeks, and I actually feel like shopping today! Bread, Sunday breakfast
bagels and cinnamon buns, 2 glasses to replace the one (my only) that my flatmate
broke, coffee ("french roast
", my consistent favorite), cereal, a stir-fry
pan and some tofu
and veggies. You'd think I was vegetarian
or something, until we reach the cold cuts
. A pound of cajun roast beef
should dispel that notion. I'm not vegetarian, I just hate cooking meat.
Around the house:
I truly intend to paint the small bedroom, which I use for a big junk closet
but which would make a fine guest room
. In preparation, I completely empty it. Flatmate is trying to sleep off a sick headache
, so I refrain from vacuuming; instead I wash dishes, clean the stove, prepare the new non-stick
stir-fry pan by heating some olive oil in it, and rearrange my pantry
Then flatmate's sister arrives, we smoke a little and chat. I start getting antsy
for my friends Adam & Cris to call by about 5:00.
I had proposed a movie, but we end up at the Montclair Book Center. Adam browses for-freaking-ever. I used to love book shopping
; since the most recent move, every book and CD is a reminder that I have a problem with
accumulating Stuff that I definitely don't need and often don't even use. I almost buy
a CD, I almost buy a book (twice), and I almost buy a magazine.
From the bookstore, we walk to a Mexican restaurant (Mexicali Rose
), with a 20-minute wait; while we wait, we check out a Thai restaurant (Tup Tim
), and stay there instead. I have iced chi
and shrimp scampi
(it was in Thai on the menu, I swear
), Adam has duck
with curry and pineapple, Cris has broccoli & tofu in curry. I have been asking them out for dinner for their April birthdays since April, now I can finally buy them dinner. They are going to Milan
for their wedding (neither of them is remotely Italian) in two weeks; Adam has at least 5 plans for "when we get back, we'll have to..." try the Mexican restaurant, go to the Cloister
s museum in Manhattan, visit our favorite Mongolian restaurant (The Magic Pan
), go clubbing
Thoughts on my domestic burst of energy.
I did something nice for me yesterday (visited the library), so today I'm returning the favor
. Rewards are important in self-motivation, how does it work when the reward precedes the desired behavior?