I went away this weekend…well KIND of. I stayed in the city in a hotel. That is what is called a “stay-cation”. I felt like a tourist. I completely abandoned the gym and my diet. I probably drank enough red wine to feed a third world country. I walked around Central Park. The funny thing is that I stayed in hotel by my apartment. I considered staying in Chinatown so I’d feel like I was in another country. Maybe next time I’ll do that.
My roommate was away for a month and got back this weekend. I think she was in a cave or something or doesn’t read the paper which is fine with me because she didn’t mention anything and I’m certainly not going to!