An accounting of activities from between the time I left work Monday and arrived at work Tuesday.
Drove back toward home.
Looked for nearest beauty supply store, found it closed.
Stopped at second beauty supply place looking for hair dye, they didn't have it.
Went to shopping mall.
Wandered mall aimlessly for two hours, finding no new clothes I wanted to wear. Bought embarassing number of Dead Sea Salt skin care products from Russian saleslady who would not let me do otherwise. On the upside, my hands feel nice. Downside, Sephora doesn't sell hair dye either.
Went toward home, bought rotisserie chicken for me and soup for the Sick CSO.
Crashed on bed, ate dinner, watched CSI rerun and did a bunch of data entry of wage information for one of my claimants.
Finished dinner, turned off TV, drew up settlement documents for second claimant.
Talked to LinguistFriend for an hour, mostly about law school nervousness.
Dyed hair auburn with hair dye I had around after all.
Made lame attempt to clean up bathroom, which always resembles a murder scene after I dye my hair. Will complete cleaning tonight.
Woke up, watched episode of "Cold Case."
Did two loads of laundry.
Came to work, arriving half an hour early.
Am I justified in feeling just a bit like Jack Bauer?