My cat awoke me at 8AM, an hour before my alarm was set to go off
, because it was time for wet food. I got up and opened a can and went back to sleep.
I ended up getting up 20 minutes later than originally planned. Got ready, which involved 20+ minutes brushing tangles out of my hair, and left the house.
I got my pedicure done - I was long overdue. My feet feel much better. Because I was running a little later than I originally planned, and because I had to wait a few minutes when I got into the salon, I had to postpone the manicure for later in the afternoon...
I made it to my physical therapy appointment. Yay physical therapy. I feel like a train hit me.
I left my physical therapy appointment and got lunch.
I walked over to the clothing store next door and bought a few pieces - a couple of shirts for work, a skirt, and two casual dresses.
I walked over to the salon again and got my manicure done.
I filled my gas tank.
I stopped at the drugstore and picked up a few things that are cheaper there.
I went to the grocery store and picked up some food for the weekend.
I went back home, changed, brushed my hair again, and gathered my things and left for work. I made it to work on time! (3:30PM.)
I did nine things in 5 hours! I feel like that's more than I've been able to get done in weeks.