...but today is the first official day of summer... really. I mean, how sad is that. I have already gotten over the fact that Seattle weather bites the big one and am now in acceptance (what number is that in the 'stages of grief' thing?) of whatever it decides to be. All I know is that this crappy weather has helped me officially decide that this is my last year in this city. I'm done. It's pushing me out. And I will be less complain-y now (well, in the future) because I know that. Doesn't mean, I won't be crossing my fingers and wishing with all my might to see a couple 80-degree weeks in the forecast, I'll just vocalize it less...
No rehearsal tonight, so I have a hot, hot date with my laundry. Fun Monday night plans. And, boy do I need to do laundry. I haven't used the machines at my new place yet which puts my last laundry day almost 8 weeks ago... yeah, I know... but I've been busy! So, tonight's the night. Yeah, it is.
Today I am rocking my black jolt pants from Nordys, gifted purple lace racer-back tank from UO, thrifted black 3/4 sleeve cardigan and Steven Madden black slouch boots.
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