A Month of Celery and Sweat (hopefully)

I never celebrated Halloween growing up, but if I did, I would've worn this because Christmas is way cooler than stupid vampires and witches (which, by the way, is what every kid is going to be this year--thank you Edward Cullen and Wizards of Wetherly Place). By the way, does anyone have a kid Jaron and I can borrow? I hear trick-or-treating in Beverly Hills is quite something.

Cold weather transforms me into an unusually happy person. Today I sat at work smiling like an unproductive (underpaid) fool, fantasizing of rainboots, Christmas music, and Peet’s pumpkin lattes. And I felt inspired.

I’ve decided that before I head up to the wonderful Bay Area for the holidays (LET IT BE KNOWN THAT I MISS NORTHERN CALIFORNIA), I want to have something proud to bring home to mom and dad. So far, with my first handful of months in the wild (ie being completely financially independent in West LA), I’ve gained a humble savings account, an unacademicked brain (that’s right — unacademicked) and a few inches around the waist. Hi mom and pops, I got significantly fatter and dumber since you cut the cord!

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So here is my plan for mental, spiritual, and physical detox: exercise everyday, eat healthy everyday, read the bible (RSS feeds ftw) everyday, and learn something new everyday. If I can honestly do all of these every single day with the utmost integrity until Thanksgiving, I will let myself use the money I went underbudget with these past couple of months to buy myself new shoes and work clothes.

Oh, I better do it. Especially now that I’ve announced it to the internet. Wouldn’t want to be a public disgrace now would we?! (Hee hee hee, this pressure is all part of the plan.)

Also it’s getting embarrassing wearing heels that are so worn down that they clack like tap shoes around the office. I’ve even used office scissors to trim down some of the leather that started flapping when I walked. And today, one of the girls I nanny asked me, “Why do you wear the same clothes all the time? Like this dress you have on. Is it, like, your favorite or something?”

“I’m allowed to dress like this because I don’t go to school in West Hollywood everyday,” is what I should have said. Instead I said, “Well, you see, the reason is because, look, my boss prefers us to dress plain at work so it’s, like, less distracting, and, you know, I just don’t have a lot of plain clothes, so yeah it totally sucks.”

Being put on the spot like that reminds me of the time when I came back for a second interview and before he could even say hi or shake my hand, I announced, “Hope you don’t notice that I’m wearing the same outfit as last time! LOL!” except I wasn’t really put on the spot that time so nevermind.

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