Monday, July 18, 2011

I know how to properly fold fitted sheets. My Mom taught me.

What's it been, like four months?

here's what I've been doing. (today, every day, in no particular order)

  • watching thirtysomething because it's so real and so true and it's guiding all of my decision-making as a late twentysomething. I'm half serious. Quarter serious? Not serious at all. But it's a really good show.
  • making plans to have an incredible summer and full on actually truly really amazingly having one.
  • working seven days a week. I started doing this again in February and life's flying by. I feel sedentary and good-for-nothing if I'm NOT working until I hit some blessing of a three day weekend and I realize what it's like to be a human and not a cyborg. Be a human. It's so much better. There was a moment a couple weeks ago where I was eating breakfast in the sun with the whole day ahead of me and I can just remember looking at the person sitting next to me and feeling ACTUAL f'realz peace in my heart. Cyborgs don't get that. I didn't have that for so long. I can't believe what I was missing.
  • living with my kid brother! oh Lord. Imagine?
  • wondering where I'm going next. For so long (about three years) I had such a vision. It was foggy in some parts but if you kind of have an idea of the major stops along the way I guess it brings you a lot of comfort and you forget to do and even BE new things. I can see life as something really dynamic now and even though the rent-paying and the grown-up being is so unbelievably marked with stress and wrinkles and giving cats flea medication, I can still be anybody. How could I have lost sight of that?
I'm not turning into a hippie, I swear. I think what happened is I realized that 'stability' doesn't need to be 'sameness'. Life didn't get boring. I did.

I still love my cats and I'm still strange and I still love Harry Potter (but haven't seen the fucking movie yet somehow), and a day on a couch with a pile of All Dressed Ruffles is still blissful if it's with the right bloke. BUT: it doesn't make a life.

This post was so unbelievably self-centred. Fun fact about self-centredness: it means I don't actually care that I'm being self-centred. Joke's on all y'all.

happy 2011 and beyond

3 comments:

Tracy said...

1. good for you!
2. see the last HP.
3. love ruffles chips.
4. it seems like yesterday i received a birthday card from you when i turned 4 or 5 and your kid brother signed it as well and drew a picture.

all grown'd up!

ps. come dancing on sat.

Chomps said...

TRE! Je suis triste about it, but I'll be in St. Catharines on Saturday. Where are y'all going out?

Tracy said...

neu+ral! they've apparently returned to the rs-esque vibe since early may but we haven't had the chance to head that way.

too bad you won't be intown, but future foot stompin' to beats to come!