Mar
I have a purpose for every move I make. Every step I take. I’ll be watching you (haha do you remember that song?). I won’t get up from my desk to take back a file until I have to go to the bathroom. That way there is no energy wasted, I get up walk upstairs to return the file and on my way back to my desk I go pee. I don’t go to the copier until I have something that needs to go downstairs. I don’t walk around my house aimlessly, I pick something up that belongs in the bedroom, walk to the bedroom, put it away and grab something that needs to go back to the kitchen. Getting this? So I had this awesome plan worked out in my head, I know it’s a sickness, I would walk down the street to the ATM to get money out. This way when I came back to my building, I could pay the $1.75 for my mango tea, instead of using my debit card. It also benefited me because I could break the $20 that I would get from the ATM leaving me change in case I needed it tomorrow night at the DAS meeting AND I would also have change for the hair stylist when I get my haircut on Saturday. See the process and neurotic-ness (yes I made my own word)? Well the stupid ATM messed up my entire plan! It was out of money. But I was able to find something of interest for my photo:
Ok, it’s an odd sign…but wait until I tell you what store it’s in front of. The S3 store! If you read my earlier post Safe Sex & Zippers you’ll know what I’m talking about. Gives it new meaning huh?
