First the bad part: I had a going-away party for some friends listed on my calendar for Saturday at 4:00 p.m. Scrolling through Facebook this afternoon as I was killing time before getting ready for said party, I saw a post from one of the farewellees thanking everyone for the great party...last night. Did I have plans last night? I did not. Did I turn down plans tonight because I thought it was the night of the party? Yes I did.
Someone else needs to be put in charge of my calendar.
The productive part: On Friday after work, I got my hair cut and colored in preparation for BlogHer. Then I got on a roll and decided I needed to get some pre-trip shopping done. First on the agenda: a new pair of Chuck Taylors. They were buy one, get one half price, so I ended up with basic black and a comic book pattern that I'd been eyeing. Only one pair gets to go with me to New York, so I'll have to do some outfit planning and decide which one wins.
I managed to limit myself to buying only contact lens solution at Costco, then picked up travel sizes of a few toiletries at the drug store. By then it was getting late and I was hungry, so I grabbed a fast food chicken sandwich and took it home to eat while enjoying Tosh.0 and Psych.
This morning I got up unnecessarily early and hung out with my husband for a while before he went to bed. I took a yoga class, had crepes with my sister and niece, and then got a pre-conference pedicure to make my toes a lovely, sparkly violet color.
My sister and one of her friends invited me to join them in perusing a bunch of shops at a wholesale gift mart. I met up with them a little late due to a longer-than-expected nap, so I missed my sister laying the smackdown on a woman who had left a puppy in a hot car outside a coffee shop. My sis is a shining example for us all in the kicking ass and taking names department. (See also: raccoon rescue.)
The gift mart was overflowing with all the jewelry, accessories and home decor items a person can stand. We wandered around for an hour or so and decided we'd had enough. There was a Macy's in the same mall, so my sister and I did a bit of shopping there as well. I picked up a maxi dress that will be perfect for one of my evenings at the conference.
Then I decided I needed a shrug to wear with the dress. My sister has a cute one from Old Navy, but of course the store nearest me only had them in Teeny and Enormous. (They may actually call their sizes something else.) A salesperson called around and found the store in the area with the most in stock in the sizes I wanted, so I began formulating a plan to keep shopping, even though I hate shopping with a burning passion.
When my husband got up, I invited him to go to dinner, with the caveat that I wanted to run into Old Navy. As it turned out, the Old Navy in question was an outlet location, so I got what I was looking for and saved 40% too. Better yet, there was a really good band called Soca Jukebox playing in the courtyard of the shopping center, so the whole thing turned into a nice outing.
Now I'm chilling in front of the computer, adding stuff to my Netflix queue, and trying to decide whether to go down and watch TV or just turn in early. It's been a long couple of days, but at least I have all of my pre-conference shopping finished. At least I think I do.