I've been on a spending spree since I got my check last week. (Picking up essentials like non-flattened by time and countless heads pillows, new pants for work, and extravagences like an electric shaver, replacement batteries for my laptop and paying off major chunks of credit card bills or paying for rent and utilities.) When you only get paid once a month, you budget or die. (Or don't budget and float.)
The other thing that I've wanted to do was to join a gym and try to get into a non-oval shape. Not that there's anything wrong with oval—I'm familiar with it—but I'd still like something a little more greyhound than basset hound.
Found one that I like in Soho Gyms. Knowing my usual slug-ness, I got a weekly membership, so that I could check it out, find out how difficult or not-difficult it would be to get to. This morning was the first day of the week. Getting to the gym at 6:30 wasn't a problem, but the train to work was much more crowded 45 minutes later than I usually take it.
I also found out—when I got to work this morning—that the new building that we'll be moving to in Blackfriars has a gym in the building. It might make more sense to get something on a month to month basis for the couple of months until we move—if we ever do. After all, free is better than cheap.
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:-P
Girls always make the cattiest remarks.
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