Mixing Me Up

Ahh! I’m so frustrated! A friend of mine gave me an electric mixer in October, and I used it in October. So last night I use the mixer for the first time since October and one of my roommates tells me to make sure I put it back when I’m done because it’s her friend’s and she’s going to give it back to him. I was like..uh, I don’t think so, this is mine. So then the question becomes, if it’s mine, then where’s her friend’s, or if it’s the friend’s then WHERE IS MINE?!?! So tonight we find out that it is not mine, because the friend who gave me mine said the mixer he gave me has a retractable cord and the mixer in our house does not have a retractable cord. I’m irritated and sad. The thing that bothers me more than anything is that I CAN’T remember!! I can’t remember loaning it to anyone or even taking it out of the house! I have no idea where it is.

It’s just a mixer, not a big deal. I just hate not remembering what I’ve done with my own stuff. Especially a useful appliance that I got for free. Ugh.

In other news. I’m leaving for Rome in four days!!! Wow.

In other news. School is going better. I got a really good grade on my first exam in Latin this semester! That’s uplifting. I can keep it up.

I dyed my hair a much darker shade of brown and people are making nice comments. That’s uplifting, especially since this was a pretty drastic change for me.

There’s been a slight shift in my demeanor. I no longer feel like I’m floating on water, but rather wandering through a forest. Not aimlessly, but I don’t know what I’m looking for. I think I’m waiting for something to find me. Oh well, I’ll just keep walking along.