Not My Best Decision

On Friday I decided to take a half day. My boss and his wife sponsor a team for Race For The Cure every year and as extra incentive to join, he gave all his employees a half day extra to use. So I took mine on Good Friday. Had lunch with some coworkers at Highland Bakery (which I never go to because I'm never willing to stand in it's ridiculous lines on the weekend), got a mani-pedi, did some vintage shopping, went to the craft store, did a whole lot of nothing. Saturday I got up early to clean up and move some furniture because my media center was finally delivered. It looks so good and I'm so proud of myself. It's my first real piece of furniture. I have a couch and a coffee table and some bookcases and the regular pieces but my media center says to me "you did it!" the most. Got nearly 8 inches chopped off my head - just because. Went shopping for odds and ends for the house afterwards. Got organized. Cleaned more. Went to Target, bought some movies. By Easter Sunday I was so bored I didn't know what to do with myself. Can't call Yones anymore, he lives in NYC. Missing him so much. All other friends were out of town or had plans. I've learned my lesson. Go where your friends and/or family are for Easter Sunday. Seriously lonely.