The southern girl in me is coming out...by this I don't mean the Southern Belle, who demands that a man take care of her and spends her days at the tanning salon. No, I mean the southern girl that takes time for everything small, that spends a few minutes at least every day catching up with friends, the one that cooks and cleans yet still can make home repairs and lay pipe in the yard.
Now, I'm still quite a ways off from laying pipe and even making repairs around the home, but I do listen to the mechanic now and I'm trying to learn about "my" car. But right now I'm just anxious for this week to be over so I can go back to my routine, which is odd because I've never liked having a routine. The house being a mess is driving me nuts. Not being able to cook is making me crazy, and definitely not having the time for bubble baths is putting off my relaxation. Oh, and the gym. I'd finally made time for the gym, going four times in five days, and now I've had five days where I couldn't go. I'm actually looking forward to a weekend in Starkville. Shocking, I know. But I want to clean, and clean MYSELF, and watch movies and write and make a tiramisu (ambitious!) Of course, by mid-day Saturday I'll probably be crazy, but right now a weekend of nothing sounds appealing.
When I lived in Portland, doing nothing made me feel lazy and guilty--like I should be taking advantage of the city. Now there's not much of which to take advantage, so it's ok. Not a permanent ok, but for now it's just fine.
Oh, sleep...how I long for thee...
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And why, again in your schedule off? Your 'ole auntie needs a little refresher.
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