This morning I looked around the house and was confused. "Who the heck is living here?" The Iona simply raised her head off the floor, stared at me for a couple seconds, and then promptly resumed position with a thunk to the hardwood.
At first glance, you might say...nice people live here, travelers, lovers of odd art, people with eclectic taste and style. Look a little closer and you will see orange fur balls rolling through the foyer, a restless bed unmade, and a stack of unread mail tossed on a table. The dishwasher, although clean, is also full. That means the sink and nearby counter are stacked with cups, some popcorn bowls and a plate or two. Across the kitchen near the backdoor are all the recyclables that are too big to fit in the under-counter bin. They consist mostly of wine bottles. There are running shoes haphazardly kicked off near the front door and the pillows are in disarray on the living room couch. Who, who is living here????
My retentive self seems to have taken a vacation, a holiday, a reprieve. While this may be good for the others in my life that don't necessarily care about an organized house, this will soon come to drive me crazy. In fact, this morning I decided the state of my abode was probably the reason I haven't been sleeping again at night. At least this is what I told myself. Today. If you disagree, shush with your rational thoughts, as I am going with this.
And with that, I tornadoed around the house earlier today and put things in order. Dishwasher unloaded, mail read, counters clear, shoes away, pillows plumped, bed made, recyclables sorted, and furballs...well, a girl can only accomplish so much before dawn. I will take care of that this evening after the gym. And then perhaps I will look around and say, "I live here". And then I will sleep.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
It's Good to Say Great
It's only natural that when you come off a long holiday weekend, that people ask you how it was. How wonderful is it to be able to say that it was great? It is so freaking unbelievably good to say "great". "I had a GREAT weekend". "HA, take that. It was FREAKING GREAT".
Michael and I did a lot of interesting things over the past four days. We biked through Umstead, we ran at the gym, we worked out together, he made me dinner, we walked the dog, we ran errands, we saw "Inglorious Basterds", and we did a lot of talking. A lot, a lot of talking. And it was good.
Even though I wasn't sure I could walk Sunday after the second 10 mile plus bike ride, I decided to go back to the gym this evening. After running two miles, I joined a pick-up volleyball game. Oh that was too much fun! I hadn't played in years, and I forgot how much I loved it.
Now I am certain that I will not be able to walk straight tomorrow. I do not care, because this was good. No, this was great. It was really freaking great.
Michael and I did a lot of interesting things over the past four days. We biked through Umstead, we ran at the gym, we worked out together, he made me dinner, we walked the dog, we ran errands, we saw "Inglorious Basterds", and we did a lot of talking. A lot, a lot of talking. And it was good.
Even though I wasn't sure I could walk Sunday after the second 10 mile plus bike ride, I decided to go back to the gym this evening. After running two miles, I joined a pick-up volleyball game. Oh that was too much fun! I hadn't played in years, and I forgot how much I loved it.
Now I am certain that I will not be able to walk straight tomorrow. I do not care, because this was good. No, this was great. It was really freaking great.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
August be Damned
August 2009 is done. It is over, it is gone, it does not need to be repeated. Granted, the Chinese calendar has the 7th Month ending on September 7th, so I unfortunately have a few days of this tumultuous period left.
According to the Chinese calendar, my outlook over the next couple of months still appears challenging. Lillian Too's 2009 Guide to Fortune and Feng Shui says this about my 8th Month, "Patience is a virtue. Your luck is pretty mixed this month. Good things are peppered with bad, but you can come through ahead if you play your cards right. If you can keep your temper in check, you don't have much to worry about. Others may vex you but try not to react. Don't voice your feelings so readily, as those feelings may change. Give everything thought before action. Liken this month to LIVING IN SLOW MOTION."
Oh hell, living in slow motion? I already feel like this is how things are going. Every day I look at the calendar and think...we are only here? I have how many more months of this?
If I follow the guide closely, I have to really hang in there until November 7th. From there I get "some glorious breakthroughs".
In the meantime, I am relishing in these early days of September as much as I can. At 12.01a on the 1st I received a phone call that made me smile. Later that morning I woke up to find the house cool and the weather deceptively fall-like.
Perhaps it is best for me not to be looking so far ahead. One day, one thing. One day, and today is a good one.
According to the Chinese calendar, my outlook over the next couple of months still appears challenging. Lillian Too's 2009 Guide to Fortune and Feng Shui says this about my 8th Month, "Patience is a virtue. Your luck is pretty mixed this month. Good things are peppered with bad, but you can come through ahead if you play your cards right. If you can keep your temper in check, you don't have much to worry about. Others may vex you but try not to react. Don't voice your feelings so readily, as those feelings may change. Give everything thought before action. Liken this month to LIVING IN SLOW MOTION."
Oh hell, living in slow motion? I already feel like this is how things are going. Every day I look at the calendar and think...we are only here? I have how many more months of this?
If I follow the guide closely, I have to really hang in there until November 7th. From there I get "some glorious breakthroughs".
In the meantime, I am relishing in these early days of September as much as I can. At 12.01a on the 1st I received a phone call that made me smile. Later that morning I woke up to find the house cool and the weather deceptively fall-like.
Perhaps it is best for me not to be looking so far ahead. One day, one thing. One day, and today is a good one.
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