Did you know that in England, fanny and bum do not mean the same thing? Not that I say either of those things, but it's just blowing my mind how many language differences exist between Americans and Brits. I shouldn't be reading this stuff instead of working, but daydreaming about moving to another country is so much better than my boring job in a basement. Especially on a day when it is raining.
But maybe I'll just have a boring job in a basement in rainy England?
Or maybe I'll be stuck here indefinitely. It's a doldrums day.
I did make some resolutions last night, of the mid-year variety. One is to start journaling again (in a real journal), to write a few entries here per week, run more, and learn to sew. I'm going to the fabric store after work today and I'm going to find an easy pattern and just throw myself in. I need something pretty to wear to make me feel good. That works sometimes.