The beginning of my weeks fill me with anxiety, and I wonder how I'm going to fill the days. As they get closer to the end, I get calmer. I don't know if the Celexa's kicking in magically early, or the very ritual of taking a pill every morning soothes me, or if the passage of time dulls the bad bits, but though I'm afraid of jinxing myself, I don't think I'm crying as much.
That said, we're going back to Northampton this Saturday, just for the day, to fetch all the things we forgot, and I'm sure it'll hurt a little.
I bought a suit yesterday, just in case. I've never owned a suit before. I've an appointment to meet with NARAL about volunteering, and I've emailed Planned Parenthood to see what opportunities they've got available. If neither of these come through, I'll probably start trying to temp.
I've made apple bread, apple sauce and oatmeal cookies so far this week, and tomorrow I'll be making maple brownies and hanging out with my little brother pre-game night. (I'll also be making spicy pineapple pilaf and glazd tofu for said game night). Also, I made a casserole I love and Light tolerates tonight, of onions and apples and sauerkraut and cheddar, baked with a breadcrumb-walnut topping.
I still need to acquire both nice shoes and a book-accommodating purse, neither of which I have the least idea of how or where to shop for. Hopefully, we'll probably just stop by the mall with which I am familiar on our trip back, and attempt to acquire both. I bought a dress that's probably not fancy enough for the upcoming wedding, but I'll be seeking second opinions on the topic.
Sunday, this.
http://www.honkfest.org/parade.htm You should come.