Footprints on the Moon

Sunday again. This is me just before I was heading out on a walk tonight. Actually my second walk for the day. I went to my mom’s house earlier to (re)wash my uniform tops and I talked her into taking a walk with me when I was there. We took about a 25 minute walk around the block, but when I got home I decided I wanted to take another walk. Partly because the weather tonight is just gorgeous, and partly because I’ve been trying to walk closer to 45 minutes a day.

I ended up walking for probably another 40 minutes. About 5 minutes from my house, I had to stop and wait for a train. Just when I got on the other side of the tracks, some guy leaned out of his car and yelled “Hey, you’re fat!” Uh… no shit? I don’t understand what compels people to do shit like that. What kind of response are they expecting? “Oh! I didn’t realize I was fat! Well, now that you have brought this obesity to my attention, let me do something about it!” Oh wait… I’m already hauling my fat ass around the block for that exact reason.

Seriously, I don’t get it. I do a good enough job of feeling unattractive, and feeling bad about myself without your help, thank you. Just another peach on top of an already lovely day. I think for now, I’m going to take one of my books and go to bed.

This Friday is payday, which also happens to be one of my “extra” paychecks of the year. I had planned to stock up on some groceries, and hoped to put most of the rest of it into savings for when my car insurance comes due just before Christmas, and onto the credit card I’m focusing on at the moment. And then I realized that the cats are due to go to the vet this month. I won’t be buying them alot of expensive pet supplements or anything like that, but their annual shots alone aren’t cheap, especially when they come two at a time. My license needs to be renewed before my birthday. Oh, and I’m way overdue to have my eyes checked and get a new pair of glasses.

Hmm… something tells me that those things might suck up a little more of my extra paycheck than I’d have liked. I won’t complain too much though because at least I will be able to afford them. Even if I can’t watch that Capital One balance go down as much as I had wanted, I won’t be skidding backwards this month. I hope. I’m picking up a little extra overtime this weekend due to the company picnic that should help out with that a little bit. So it’s not what I had planned, but it should work out.

A couple weeks ago I decided I wanted to buy a black skirt. Little did I know, that was going to turn out to be a nearly impossible task. My first several trips out resulted in finding absolutely ZERO skirts. Friday night, I finally found a couple of skirts, but they just didn’t work. Saturday I was out and about shopping with Sarah, and still couldn’t find anything like I was looking for. I think I looked in about 15 different stores, and still left empty handed. Everything I found hit a couple inches below the knee, which if you’ve ever been a chubby chick, you know this is not a flattering length. I’m really looking for a plan black skirt that is knee length… not a few inches longer than that! Apparently, I should have spent the day yesterday shopping for unique baby gifts because I saw plenty of those… I did find a completely adorable skirt at Layne Bryant, but it was too long, just like all the rest of them. Apparently, if you’re fat, you’re not allowed to show more than the three inches above your ankles. I still would like to find a black skirt, but for now, I’m out of ideas.