You're the laziness of afternoon

(How is it that Blogger can make multiple changes to its layout, setup, design, etc., but still can't manage to give us a decent way to post photos?)

I didn't leave the house much this weekend. It's been an emotional past few weeks, and I had quite a few thoughts to wrestle. But I also didn't really feel like going into this world they call "out." So I stayed home and cleared out the cupboards.



I had one of those moments this weekend where it seemed my life was running away from me and I couldn't quite catch it. I felt overwhelmed, as though my brain is cluttered with post-it notes of the many tasks I need to do. And when all I really want to do is spend time getting to know someone a little better, well, it's tough to convince myself to do the mundane bits.

I struggle sometimes with the inner voices in my head. They tell me what they believe I should be doing. I should be venturing out. I should be an active member of this crazy city. I should, at the very least, pick up my phone.

But sometimes I need to get my inner self--and my inner house--in order before I can be the extrovert that my thoughts seem to believe I need to be at all times. And so I did the things that grown ups do. I bought groceries. I scrubbed the kitchen. I learned about DNA. My sheets are clean and the laundry is done. And the fruit bowl is no longer full as I braved the heat and cooked. Well, ok, I doctored up a cheese pizza, I sauteed veggies for spaghetti sauce later in the week, and I did prep work for a stir fry. But with multiple meetings and homework assignments this week, hey, that's good enough for me.



And I conquered a cantaloupe! Yes, I cut that sucker open and sliced its skin right off. I have no idea why I always thought it hard. Now I wish I'd gone to market and bought milk so I could make a licaudo...sigh...nica como te extrano.