my day started out well, after picking up my newest addiction, a freshly brewed black coffee from my neighbourhood phil & sebastian coffee shop, i shocked a grizzled old police officer with my stories of drinking water in an idp camp in kenya, when i was convinced i was going to contract cholera. at the same morning meeting, i was surprised to find out that the body shop in alberta has agreed to collect money for our organisation, which is fantastic, but even better, they brought me free stuff! free stuff that is not even in the shops yet! they clearly know the way to my heart.
my day proceeded at a nice clip, a productive afternoon at my day job and a hour long pep talk from my boss about doing a phd, finding ways to maintain my lifestyle (read: keep working where i am working part time to keep the money coming in), and how to make my own wikipedia page (she wants to get someone from her family on the case, which cracks me up).
after work, i got my hairs cut and coloured and now i look like a supermodel! or at least my hair does. according to my hair stylist. i quite like it too.
and then i bought a red leather chair. it might be a fake red leather chair. but it is a great red chair that looks like leather and that is good enough for me!
i then attended a catholic women's group's meeting where i had to provide them with some information about trafficking and accept a donation to our organisation. i sat and chatted with a nun who told me, in all her canadian wisdom, that 'people in fishing villages are like white indians.' lord help her. literally.
and the icing on the cake was when i found out that a guy i dated almost a year ago has moved a little closer to me. as in, he now lives in my building! we now share a parkade. and i can never leave my nest to throw out my trash or drop off my recycling without worrying that i will run into him! honestly, i have never heard of these things happening to other people. sheesh.