Shopping on Monday Nights is the greatest!

There's nobody around and the parking is good.

Mom came over and had dinner (green chile stew that I made last night) then we left for what I thought would be the shopping trip from Hell. I really had no hope of finding something that I really liked. I don't think I was in Dillard's for 15 minutes when I found an awesome Ellen Tracy grey wool pinstripe suit (with just a touch of spandex to make it sheen) . Then I saw the price. On sale (40% off), the pants and the jacket were $450. Throw in the white silk blouse to put under it and the total was $570. But it's a really, really nice suit. And of course, it had to fit perfectly when I tried it on. I was pretty certain I made my choice, but decided I needed to walk around the store another 30 minutes to convince myself I wasn't going to find anything better. I was starting to stress out about how much money the suit was going to cost when it all hit me. Nothing about medical school has been cheap. In fact, this suit is the cheapest thing that has come out of the whole deal! I owe $180,000 in student loan debt, and I'm all worried about a $570 suit that looks great! Funny how it really didn't seem so expensive after all. I bought it and I'm having absolutely no remorse.

Hopefully the weather will cool down to more appropriate November-like weather by Friday (my interview). If this 85 degree stuff keeps up, wool is going to feel awfully warm!

Changing the subject, I've nominated myself for Klutz of the Week. Yesterday, I was walking around in really high heels when I stepped on an uneven surface and sprained my ankle. I walked it out and thought it was fine but this morning it really hurt when I got out of bed, and it's hurting now. I didn't do my usual 3 mile run today and opted for pilates to give it a rest.

Yesterday I also was trying to hang an empty hanger on top of one of Boyfriend's door jambs where I had some clothes hanging. The hanger fell and hit me in the face, so now I have a nice red bruise on the bridge of my nose (drawing even more attention to my already least favorite asset).

Well it's time for bed. I slept horrible last night. I had this really bad nightmare that a good friend of mine died during a c-section. After I woke up, I couldn't get back to sleep because it bothered me so much. It seemed so real. Right when I was about to fall asleep, my cell phone decides to let me know it's running out of juice, so I had to get back up and connect it to the charger. Needless to say, I overslept this morning and was 15 minutes late getting to clinic this morning. Maybe tonight's sleep will go easier.