It certainly couldn't hurt. Wine shipment from Longboard came in. Wine is always good for improving my mood. It's always fun when the doorman has a package for me, this one was the most timely I could think of. It won't last long. I'd like to say I'm going to save some for when the boyfriend comes to town next week, but I really can't make any promises. I'm off until Tuesday. Look out.
It's actually the first time I've had wine in the house since I moved in. I don't have a wine rack, which is on my list of things I need to get this weekend. I didn't even have any wine glasses in the house, all my nice ones broke and I left my crappy ones in New Orleans, figuring I would get nicer ones when I got here, but I forgot. So I went to the housewares department at Zabar's and bought eight of the nicest wine glasses I've ever had:
I believe this is the phenomenon that Janson refers to as "going to buy some happy." It worked, having them in the house and knowing that they're mine makes me pretty fucking happy. I've never had wine glasses this nice before. Although, I haven't even taken them out of the box yet, which means I haven't opened any of the wine yet, which is obviously a problem that needs to be fixed, along with my internet, but that's another story, maybe for tomorrow, maybe not. Depends how much liquid happy I get through tonight.