Sunday.

Happy about the two pairs of heels I got yesterday.

One pair of perforated yellow patent leather, pointy-toed heels. One pair of black lace-covered satin, peep-toed stilettos.

And my feet fit into both of them.

Woke up around 1:30 p.m. Went back to sleep and woke up for real at 2 p.m. Got up, made egg whites. Put on a pot of coffee. Watched some TV. Did the dishes. Cleaned my room.

Called my friend whom I'm hosting over Christmas. Talked jobs, life, her upcoming trip. Made plans for our time in DC.

Called my friend with whom I'm going to Napa over New Year's. Mainly talked mba experience. Debating grad school. Et cetera. Went to the fabric store and bought interfacing. Went to the bookstore and worked on my laptop for a bit, edited my feature screenplay. Ate an oatmeal cookie.

Did a quick check of the job boards.

Went home, cooked dinner. Watched Once Upon A Time. Did the dishes. Watched Stand By Me. Added the interfacing to a handbag. Stitched the lining shut. Sewed the adjustable strap on one of my bras. Tried it on. Fit like a glove.

Checked emails. Watched some Hulu. Wrote two emails to follow up regarding jobs I had applied for.

Pulled out my grey jeans. Need to hem it. Maybe tomorrow.

Tomorrow I have a job interview for a teaching position in South Korea. Not as jazzed as you might think.

Praying for direction. Trying not to get depressed.