I don't know what I was thinking. Why, why did I go shopping on a day when I was already cranky? And "cranky" is putting it lightly. More like, feeling totally wretched--one of those, "I'm fat and ugly and there's nothing good about my life right now." Well, maybe not quite that bad. But the last couple of weeks have been rough. Anyway.
The shopping trip started out pretty well, actually. I was shopping for nice work clothes and I tried on a bunch of outfits and they all fit, which was very encouraging. None of them looked that good, sadly. I should've just stopped there. But nooo, I had to haul myself around the mall with less and less success everywhere, self-esteem dropping with every stop. (And that, my friends, is why I hate shopping.)
I wound up only buying a smoothie. But it was a good smoothie.
Current song in my head:
"Orange Crush" by REM