2 croissants and a hazelnut coffee

I’ve got to go get dressed (I just woke up – damned sleeping meds) brush my teeth and comb my hair (more gray hairs!! Well, not so gray, more silver) and take my day meds.

I plan to go up to Newport and get breakfast at Dunkin Donuts, and eat it alone in my car in the Wally World parking lot.

Need to pick up some toilet paper, milk, maybe something for lunch and dinner today.

Also might stop by the tattoo shop and get an estimate on my wrist tattoo. (I can see K. rolling his eyes and screaming "don’t! don’t! don’t!") Doesn’t he know that the more he disagrees and tries to "forbid" me, the more I want the damned thing? I know, it’s a little "glitch" in my brain that I haven’t been able to fix yet. But, I AM a fairly predictable person, I only once in awhile want to throw in these little acts of rebellion.

I AM GETTING MY WRIST TATTOO. There, I’ve said it, now I can stop debating with myself and trying to convince K. to say "yes" he will let me get the damned thing. No permission needed, no permission granted. And Kat makes up her mind about something that is important to her………..and really only affects her. And if I am ruining K’s image of me, maybe he has the wrong image?!

Anyway, I’m VERY obsessed about this tattoo thing, and I am going to drive myself insane about it until I finally get it done.

Off to DD.

Will write something when I get back.