Lori made the official move into my condo a week ago. It has been awhile since either of us had a roommate, but this is just the warm up for Florida when we will be in a perpetual state of too many living beings under one roof. While my lifestyle hasn't changed all that much (other than the elimination of shopping) it seems far less glamorous when there is someone else to witness the lack of glamour. For example, I like to wear my pjs all day if possible. However, my pjs are neither cute nor flattering so they portray either slovenliness or sheer ridiculousness depending on whether we are talking about the flower pjs or the monkey pjs. And staying home and cooking every night because we don't have a choice makes me feel poor - even though it has been the norm for most of my adult life.
So, now that I am an unemployed loser what do I do for fun? Well, I took my first spinning class yesterday. Survived, might have even liked it a little. I have what is technically referred to as "candy ass" so I am a bit saddle sore today even though I wore my padded underpants. We had dinner tonight with Lady M which was a nice respite from one another (kidding - it was a nice change from our own culinary talents.)
Headed home tomorrow. Family and friends to prop me up and make me feel wanted. Last night Brian said "don't let them convince you to move back there." I think he's a bit nervous that I'll be swayed to go north instead of south. Not yet Brian, not yet.
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