Virgo:: To convey the dirt simple oracle you need to hear, I'm going to steal a line from the poet William Kulik: "You can't get it because you've already got it." In other words, Virgo, your only hope for enjoying the lovely experience you're wistfully fantasizing about is to register the fact that the lovely experience is available to you right now. It's already yours for the taking.
Really? 'Cuz at the moment, I'm fantasizing about Tahiti. It is cold outside. My skin does not like it at all. In fact, my normal-to-oily skin is as dry as the Sahara at the moment, and the cheap CVS moisturizer I use to blend my makeup is not helping. I think it's time for the good stuff-- I might get a little pot of LUSH's Imperialis, because I don't fancy having skin that's as flaky as my sister. It's a modest splurge, one I think I can afford.

Tonight, I get to do laundry and pack. What an exciting evening, right? If I get really, really enthusiastic about it, I might just have time to start on my holiday cards. I'm trying to psych myself up. It's not working.

Painting the new place is kind of a pain. The primer's not laying well at all. In fact, the wall now looks kind of textured. Optimist that I aspire to be, I figure that the least I can do is try to make it look intentional. We're painting a pale ice blue, then I'm going to sponge over it with a lilac/lavender layer so it looks all artsy-like. I may paint the ceiling a metallic silver if Dixie gives her okay.

Things I need:
-- Curtains. Probably in ice blue. And a silver curtain rod.
-- a 10'x8' rug.
-- a little desk lamp.
-- A refill on my sanity.