At A Loss

I'm at a bit of a loose end now that my birthday weekend has finished. I really don't know what to do with myself (well apart from the obvious). This morning I remembered that I had yet to go back to Moorfields Eye Hospital to pay for my prescription from nearly 2 weeks ago so I went there first. On the way back I noticed a Peacocks shop and popped in there to have a look. I ended up buying some knee-length blue-checked shorts (it'll make a change from the green ones I always wear around the flat). Then I went to Waitrose, just to get a bottle of water, I ended up getting half a weeks food shopping. So, where I had almost £40 left in my wallet from last night, I now have less than £10. Oh well. Surprisingly I'm still doing fine money-wise.
I am still disappointed that I didn't get my wish last night (to meet a muscular guy to complete my triumvirate of men for my birthday week!). I have a few more days off so who knows what (or who) could happen?