I am absolutely refusing to buy new clothes, except for pantyhose. Honestly, $8 per pair, at average 3 pairs per week…I seem to be able to get a second wearing out of every second pair at the most. I started wearing tights more often because it takes longer to make holes in the toes.
Today I am working a 12 hour day so I ran home at lunchtime to walk the dog. It’s just not fair to leave him alone for 12 hours. It is a sunny day, although cold, so we both enjoyed the 15 minute romp around the neighbourhood. And finally (almost 3 months in) I found out where my mail is going. There’s a community mailbox - well, actually several of them - in the subdivision and I didn’t know where my little box was. Yesterday I just picked up the phone and called for the location and voila, I now have mail. I think I was probably worrying people by frequently randomly testing my key every time I walked by.
This is turning into a pretty good week, if I disregard the new pile of ironing. And I am.