Good morning, world. The sun is shining, there’s not a cloud in the sky, and it looks like it’s fucking Florida outside. Unfortunately, the day is still a bit on the cool side. If I remember correctly, there’s about a month before we’ll see things consistently warm again.

I paid two bills last night: renewed the registration for my truck, and paid off my visit to the ER. I told Shawshank I’ve been panicking about paying them since I returned. There’s absolutely no reason not to pay them, because it wasn’t as though I couldn’t afford them.

But I still freak out paying for things. Important things? Total freak out. Treats for me? I’d be ok for a few days, but I’ll eventually freak out about spending the money. Hell, even if I get money for my birthday this weekend, I’ll still freak out spending that money on myself, just not as badly. Can I buy Etsy gift cards with Amazon gift cards? Because I know I’m going to probably end up with one.

Yesterday was the monthly lady luncheon. We went out for Mexican, because these old ladies loooove their Mexican. My mother thinks it’s because it’s cheap and they can get a lot of food. The quality of the food can’t be the reason, because it was only slightly better than fast food tacos. I’m the youngest there by about 20 years, and they love my hair.

The laundry is running, which means I’ll have clean sweaters this week. I plan to do a load of smallclothes and jeans tomorrow, weather permitting. Since I bleached my hair out last night, I’ll probably figure out what color I’ll do out of the stuff I have in the house. Mom wants to do some shopping and mailing out some Valentine’s stuff, I think, so I’ll have to put some clothes on.

I’m going full shlub mode today, I think. Human, but barely.