My. Feet. Hurt.

I met some friends in Santa Monica yesterday morning and we went walking. And walking. And WALKING. It was fun, but my total miles walked for the day was 8.51.  Sure, we stopped at Shutters afterwards for a small (expensive) snack and a bellini....then went to the Kingshead after that for lunch and a Boddingtons. Then we elaxed for a while and had a great conversation about world politics with an Aussie expat.

By the time I got home though, I was spent.  I showered, changed and collapsed. I slept 10 solid hours!!!

Today (so far), I've done a couple of chores, gone out to LA for a pedicure and now I'm sitting in a waiting room for my contacts appointment. That was supposed to start (looking at my watch) 35 minutes ago. This place is slllloooooowwww.

I still have loads to do, but I'm not sure I'll get much done. I'd really like to have a nice salad for a late lunch/ early dinner and then lay around for the rest of the day.

I'm not used to this "active" stuff. I prefer being on the couch, lol.