I really thought I had something to say today...

I vaguely remember planning my journal entry this morning on my way in to work... maybe I should go get some coffee before I try to do this...

All right. Coffee in hand, mostly drunk, some work taken care of, and still no idea of what I was thinking about on my way into work.

This is what I definitely remember:

1. Thinking I looked good in yellow, which is a surprise to me after years of avoiding it.
2. Looking forward to "hot me" - Did I mention I started going to Weight Watchers meetings? Now I'm just a little bit excited about what I'll look like with ~90 lbs less weight than I'm carrying now... And to be really clear, I think I'm cute right now, but I'm planning on being absolutely stunning without the extra weight. :)
3. Wishing I was already retired and didn't have to be going to work.

Maybe I was dreaming that I had something to write about today.

And I'm not sure if you can tell, but I'm feeling much less "doom and gloomy" today - yesterday was mostly PMS-induced, and anything after that was just because it was Monday.