It's been a while since I wrote a real post. Will this be real? We'll see.

I'm sitting outside Starbucks...the same one I was at last week. Bought dinner from Baja Fresh again, this time fish tacos. I ate them but didn't like them much. I had a big cookie from Starbucks for dessert. That was great! I mentioned last week that almost every business in this strip has outside seating. I think I wrote my alone but not lonely post from this same table. I hope a sudden thunderstorm doesn't pop up like last time.

I'm so glad my work week is over. I wasn't busier than usual, it was the way my appointments were scheduled that wore me out. Here's an example. Color application is booked for a half hour but can only take 20-25 minutes to apply. That means you can have a 5 minute break before your next client. Haircut appointments are 30 minutes too. If you have back to back HC appointments, there's not a minute in-between. If you're running late, well, you're working in a deficit. I worked three days in a row in deficit mode. No time to eat or pee. 'On' every moment. I'm actually very good at it. I just collapse at the end of the day. I was so glad to get to Borders this afternoon. Ahhh, my reward. I stayed for about 90 minutes reading INC. magazine. It's one of my favorites (I subscribe to Fast Forward, Wired, Cook's Country, Real Simple and Fine Dining). I stopped by the library on my way home. I got three audio books for my trip to Myrtle Beach. One of them is the new book by Leif Enger, So Brave, Young and Handsome. ( He also wrote Peace Like a River. If you never read that one, put it on your list of must-reads.) I also got Beach Road by James Patterson and The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein. The 'book' book I got is Certain Girls by Jennifer Weiner. I've heard it's great. (Is this a run-on paragraph or what?) I finally came home, put on my bathing suit and went to the pool. I swam 25 laps. Somehow. You know me...lots of energy. I play games with myself to keep on swimming. First I was going to do 10 laps, then kept adding 5. I was tired of swimming at the end, but not tired. I showered at the pool, came home and changed, and left for here. And here I am. I am tired and sore, but in a good way.

I think this was a real post. And I'm going home to lay down.