I sincerely hope the scientists working to figure out time travel can put a jump on it. Now that it’s Sunday evening, I want to beam myself back to Friday evening so I can re-live my weekend all over again. Two days just wasn’t enough.
I hate Sunday evenings.
I think they give me anxiety. I never sleep well on Sundays. Nightmares of all the things awaiting me come Monday morning dance through my head like obese sugar plum fairies with missing teeth.
It is not pretty.
This is though. The forsythia is still going strong.
My weekend was consumed with a quick trip up to Oregon to wish the parental units happy birthday. This means I did not exercise and did not cook anything remarkable. I didn’t do much reading, and I forgot to bring my knitting. It’s all a blur really.
I did, on the other hand, get to visit with my family and some dear old friends…so there’s that. My little ten-year-old friend painted my toes in Super Glitter polish. Without socks, you can see me coming a galaxy away. It’s like my feet are super novas. I love it.
Now that I am home, I’ve decided I will wait until next weekend to unpack my suitcase. It’s just better that way.
I’ve also come up with a new system where I don’t put away my clean laundry. I just leave it all crumpled up in the laundry basket and recycle my outfits week after week. I figure, why should I fold and hang when it is all going to be undone within days? I’m surprised Martha Stewart hasn’t yet caught on to this technique and featured a cover story in Living.
[Martha, I'm available for an interview if you need me. I've always got your back.]
Besides, wrinkles are the new fashion fad. Haven’t you heard?
Sadly I have come home to an empty fridge. Flat out of fruit (apples, pears, citrus, bananas). We do have a few carrots thankfully. This will put quite a damper on my lunch packing tomorrow. If were more ambitious, I’d go to the store now to avoid being late tomorrow with an extra stop. But I already took my bra off, so that’s just not happening.
Guess I will have to set my alarm a few minutes earlier than normal…