Last night was one of the best nights that I’ve had in a while. Here’s a little play-by-play:
On the way home from my painting class, which ended at 7, I stopped at a store called Tiger where they sell literally everything from little blank canvases to bags of candy for 1 euro a piece. I bought myself a 20 euro yoga mat, tried my very best to not be tempted by the gummies lining the wall, but gave in and bought some peach rings.
I then made my way through an International Women’s Day march (of which I understood almost nothing, but very much appreciated their uterus posters) and back to my apartment. I made myself some pesto pasta with chicken for dinner, laid out my yoga mat, and did some arms and abs for the first time in forever.
After putting in a load of laundry (I like to do my laundry when I, myself, am as dirty as the clothes), I decided to go and treat myself to a frozen yogurt right down the street from my apartment. My normal cup of frozen yogurt only costs 2 euros, and, as I was still in my workout clothes and didn’t really have anywhere to put my wallet, 2 euros was all I brought. However, my cup ended up costing 2 euros 50 cents, I guess because I got chocolate and strawberries, but the girl working gave me a smile, handed me my cup of frozen yogurt AND a free baby cactus, and said in slightly broken but very friendly english, “For you for woman’s day!”.
I ate my frozen yogurt sitting on my new yoga mat, careful to not get my city-dirty shoes on it (is there anything worse than scuff marks on a brand new black yoga mat?). After a nice, long hot shower and putting on my favorite pajamas, I answered a couple of emails and was snoring by 10pm. And I couldn’t have been happier about it.
Maybe tonight I’ll go out.