for the next 8 days, i am on summer vacation. “stay-cation” if you want to used a stupid made up word to describe the fact that i can’t afford to actually go anywhere. but regardless of my being tethered to this zip code for the next week, i’m actually quite optimistic about the prospect of a week of paid down time to do nothing but take naps and catch up on several year’s worth of to-do lists gathering dust in the back of my brain.
seriously, i’ve had the same bag of dry cleaning for at least 3 years. possibly 5. so long that i got too fat for the clothes in the bag, and then eventually lost the weight so that i can probably fit into them again. likely, they are no longer in style. i should really put “reevaluate contents of dry cleaning bag” on my to-do list before i spend $60 having disastrously dated frocks professionally cleaned.
i led my weekend as normal: goodwill bargain hunting (amazing satin hot pants with sailor buttons and a pristine j.crew cardigan), eating bagels (mr. bagel has garlic tofu cream cheese that blows my face off with delicious), and getting kinda drunk on free bourbon at a friend’s wedding. but i made a decision when i planned this stay-cation that i would dedicate my 8 days to activities that were productive, restful, and healthy.
so, i got up this morning, drank my home made tangerine/bok choy juice (with the bok choy that i GREW MYSELF) and then ran the back bay (well, the first 2.5 miles of it, and then i walked the rest). i felt like a fucking champion.
then i came home, i showered, walked the dog, and washed every dish in the house. i even made cream of asparagus soup (i used veg broth and coconut milk based creamer + a tbsp of nutritional yeast for zing) and spicy pink bean sandwich spread (tastes sort of like cheese and hummus had a delicious baby) in my sexy new blender (an amazing early birthday gift from new boyfriend). basically, i was more productive in 5 hours than i have been in the last 5 months.
but then, i started to wander.
minutes squandered on the internet.
ebay items remained unmailed.
on one hand, it is great to have clean dishes and delicious food. on the other hand, being productive is boring, and lonely. i had all these fantasies about how lovely it would be to shut out the world and finally read that book that i’ve had half finished on my nightstand since march… but it’s not even been 24 hours, and i already feel kind of bummed out and disconnected from the outside world. (not sure what’s sadder- spending vacation alone, or getting lonely after only 1 day).
i have an excursion planned for tomorrow that actually involves another human being, so i have high hopes for stay-cation day 2. although will the addition of actual social contact mean the end of me being able to pay my bills and make new curtains.
i’m taking a writing class at usm starting next week (“advanced memoir”- la-dee-da), so i’ve decided to limber up by trying to write every day this week. this is hand down the least interesting post i’ve ever written, so if you have an recommendations for things i can do to spice things up a little so you all don’t die of boredom. otherwise you’re going to have to listen to a whole lot of recaps of princess movies that i watched on netflix, and nobody wants that.