This morning I went to a new podiatrist and was profoundly disappointed that his advice matched what the old podiatrist said -- wear the orthotic or have surgery. I remain undecided.
Then, I went across the street and spent roughly my monthly salary at Central Market. Whoops. On the other hand, I ate delicious cheesecake for lunch and now have from scratch baked potato soup in my crockpot. I mean. It's only 97 degrees outside, why WOULDN'T you make homemade soup?!?! My life, my life.
I have one thousand things to do today but chances seem high that I will not do any of them. Alas.