A Grown Ass Woman

Today, for fertility testing, I had four large vials of blood drawn, one medium vial, and one small vial. I wanted to take a picture of all of the filled tubes, but the phlebotomist seemed like the no-nonsense type so I didn't press my luck. Just imagine, you could be looking at a photo of my blood right now! With the needle in my arm I told myself, Sara, you better be getting some bacon and eggs after this. And I did. In fact, I think this was the first time I've ever eaten in a bona fide restaurant by myself. I felt very grown up.

I've always been weirded out by the thought of eating alone at a restaurant table. It seems kind of lonely. It was very relaxing, actually. I brought Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother with me (I know, I said no memoirs... whoops!), so it turned out to be quite enjoyable. It's kind of amazing to do something outside of your comfort zone (eating by myself in a restaurant, for example) and come away feeling refreshed. Not that eating alone is akin to jumping out of an airplane, but sometimes it's just the small things that make us feel good.