I've always been a fan of Sundays. Without a doubt, Sunday is my favorite day of the week.
I've been tweaking this wonderful day over the years and I think I've got it pretty close to perfected... for now.
I used to sleep in as late as possibly (usually due to a self induced hangover) and be scrubby (i.e. not showering, laying around in pajamas on the couch watching nothing on TV all day). Appropriately and lovingly referred to as 'Scrubby Sunday'. But as the years pass and I find my tolerance for liquor and hangovers dwindling, I am forced to find other ways to spend my beloved Sunday.
This morning I woke up at 6:30 (on purpose) humming Lionel Ritchie's slow soulful Sunday anthem... and I appreciated that yes, indeed.... Sunday mornings are easy. I let my puppies outside and started brewing a pot of breakfast blend coffee. That's when I realized that it was August 1st. So the scan button in my brain switched the station from Lionel to Bone Thugs N Harmony...
wake up, wake up, wake up... it's the first of the month...
which was quickly replaced with the thought that in 10 days I will be 28.
With all the brain power I can muster before 7 am, I pushed and shoved that thought into a closet in the very back of my head and promptly locked the door, determined to make the best of this day. The last day of my month long vacation.
Moving right along, I took a few sips of coffee, dialed my mom's cell and walked out the front door. I was grateful that it's only in the 90's and took a short walk.
When I got home, I made myself 2 pieces of turkey bacon and 2 eggs sprinkled with Parmesan cheese while listening to my favorite playlist on my Droid. It's appropriately named 'I <3 Zack Braff' because I do. It contains all the songs on the Last Kiss and Garden State Soundtracks. Shuffle is always on and the volume is always up.
It was at this moment that I paused... what a fucking perfect Sunday morning.
7.31.2010
order and chaos
Try to look at everything as if you are seeing it for the first time.
That's my goal. But I'm turning 28 in less than 2 weeks... and when I see that number in black and white all the thoughts I was thinking disappeared.
That's my goal. But I'm turning 28 in less than 2 weeks... and when I see that number in black and white all the thoughts I was thinking disappeared.
7.28.2010
Who says you can't go home?
I just returned from my first home sweet home yesterday... trips down memory lane are always bittersweet.I'm still a little emotional so I'm not going to write about it. My head is still spinning... so much to do in my last few days of freedom before I get back to the 8-5 grind. I wish I could press pause.
7.21.2010
a new chapter
I have turned the page.
I'm so over the chapter where my life revolved around a bullshit job where I busted my ass working for an ungrateful jerk.a chapter where I spent my evenings trying to get rid of the stress and irritation what built up throughout the day. the conclusion to this chapter happened on an early Tuesday morning. I packed up my office with a huge smile on my face. with every items packed, vase, books, picture frames, I felt a piece of that built up frustration and anxiety melt away. By the time I had said my good byes and was walking out to my car, box in hand, head held high, sun shining bright, I felt like a brand new person.
Did I have a job before I quit? nope. Was that quite possibility the most immature thing I've done in a long time? absolutely. But I did have an interview scheduled for that Thursday. and it felt so damn good to leave all the bullshit behind.
Fast forward to today. I got the job that I interviewed for. yay! I don't start until August 2nd so I ended up with a month long vacation. I've spent the first half of my month painting, cleaning and reading. I should be packing right now because I will be departing tomorrow morning to spent the next week in my hometown with my family. It's been a year and a half since I've seen them, so this will be a long awaited, joyous reunion. The best part is that the only person who knows is my sister. I can't wait to see the look on my mom's face when I pull in the driveway!
So here's what's coming in this new chapter of my life....
new job, new adventure. working downtown in between the art museum and the library... my dream come true!
more time to pursue my career as an artist. My etsy shop is coming along quite well and I am almost ready to list my first item. My goal is to someday be a full-time artist... so I can spend my day listening to music in paint speckled clothes while pouring my heart and soul onto canvas after canvas.
Life is full of beauty. I plan on taking the time to not only notice it, but appreciate it, too.
I'm so over the chapter where my life revolved around a bullshit job where I busted my ass working for an ungrateful jerk.a chapter where I spent my evenings trying to get rid of the stress and irritation what built up throughout the day. the conclusion to this chapter happened on an early Tuesday morning. I packed up my office with a huge smile on my face. with every items packed, vase, books, picture frames, I felt a piece of that built up frustration and anxiety melt away. By the time I had said my good byes and was walking out to my car, box in hand, head held high, sun shining bright, I felt like a brand new person.
Did I have a job before I quit? nope. Was that quite possibility the most immature thing I've done in a long time? absolutely. But I did have an interview scheduled for that Thursday. and it felt so damn good to leave all the bullshit behind.
Fast forward to today. I got the job that I interviewed for. yay! I don't start until August 2nd so I ended up with a month long vacation. I've spent the first half of my month painting, cleaning and reading. I should be packing right now because I will be departing tomorrow morning to spent the next week in my hometown with my family. It's been a year and a half since I've seen them, so this will be a long awaited, joyous reunion. The best part is that the only person who knows is my sister. I can't wait to see the look on my mom's face when I pull in the driveway!
So here's what's coming in this new chapter of my life....
new job, new adventure. working downtown in between the art museum and the library... my dream come true!
more time to pursue my career as an artist. My etsy shop is coming along quite well and I am almost ready to list my first item. My goal is to someday be a full-time artist... so I can spend my day listening to music in paint speckled clothes while pouring my heart and soul onto canvas after canvas.
Life is full of beauty. I plan on taking the time to not only notice it, but appreciate it, too.
5.28.2010
Time
where does it seem to go? I seem to be in the midst of a time shortage.
sleep. work.cook. attempt to cook. clean. repeat.
where did the days of laying around in the company of boredom?
instead I find myself constantly going, going, going. surrounded by to-do lists.
remember this. do that. pick up this. purchase that.
I often find myself drifting. daydreaming. waiting. hoping.
I should be working but I am daydreaming about painting.
canvas and paint swirl around my head, painting pretty pictures.
but when I get a spare moment to actually hold a brush in my hand
my ever growing to do list bullies my imagination into submission.
I bought a pair of pink heels today. hot freaking pink.
5:30 is approaching fast and Matchbox 20 is helping the hands on the clock turn.
sleep. work.
where did the days of laying around in the company of boredom?
instead I find myself constantly going, going, going. surrounded by to-do lists.
remember this. do that. pick up this. purchase that.
I often find myself drifting. daydreaming. waiting. hoping.
I should be working but I am daydreaming about painting.
canvas and paint swirl around my head, painting pretty pictures.
but when I get a spare moment to actually hold a brush in my hand
my ever growing to do list bullies my imagination into submission.
I bought a pair of pink heels today. hot freaking pink.
5:30 is approaching fast and Matchbox 20 is helping the hands on the clock turn.
1.01.2010
in with the new
so much has happened in the past decade... as i lay on the cou@h, struggling to type while wrapped in a pretty pink snuggie with two dogs who find me more comfy than their pricey petsmart beds, i am pondering new years resolutions. to declare resolution or not to declare resolution... that is the question.
11.29.2009
lack of color
It seems as though when I am no where near my computer or even a pad of paper, I get these thoughts that beg to be written down, but my memory fails me and by the time I do get around to writing them down.... nothing.
I was lucky enough to have a 4 day weekend... but it flew by so quickly that I feel I didn't get to properly enjoy it. I spent the majority of my min-vaca either sleeping or in a store. I did get a massage, which was very relaxing... and OU did beat OSU, despite the off-season we have been experiencing. One of my best friends got engaged and I spent some time talking to my best friend this morning about life, which is one of my favorite things to do.
I watched The Jane Austen Book Club this morning and I am happy to report that I have a new movie to add to my list of favorites. I have never even read a Jane Austen book, but promptly after watching the movie, I showered (even though it's scrubby sunday) and made my way in the rain to Half-Price Books, my most favorite store of all time. There I not only found Jane Austen books... I found a Jane Austen book which is about 3 inches thick and contains 6 of her stories. It is a beautifully bound hardcover book and I fell in love at first sight. I am not certain whether I will like the books or not, but why not give it a try.
I seem to have slipped in the time management department lately. I feel as though I never have enough time in my day to do the things that I like or need to do. I haven't been writing as many lists lately as I usually do and with the holidays quickly approaching I really need to get more organized. Christmas cards, presents, parties... I push them all to the side while I day dream.
sometimes I close my eyes and travel back in time. Mostly while I am in the shower... which was my sanctuary last year. But even with my eyes closed I cannot take myself back to white shower on my second floor efficiency witht the sliding glass doors and clear curtain which covered the window which could not open because it was painted shut. I spent so much time in there, trying to stay warm under the water, taking long baths with salts and bubbles while reading books or writing letters. My hair was much longer then and it took a lot longer to wash. I would stay in the bathroom, wrapped tightly in my terry cloth bathrobe, soaking in the steam and sitting next to the radiator. At the time I thought my life was at a stand still.... now I realize that it was only beginning.
I was lucky enough to have a 4 day weekend... but it flew by so quickly that I feel I didn't get to properly enjoy it. I spent the majority of my min-vaca either sleeping or in a store. I did get a massage, which was very relaxing... and OU did beat OSU, despite the off-season we have been experiencing. One of my best friends got engaged and I spent some time talking to my best friend this morning about life, which is one of my favorite things to do.
I watched The Jane Austen Book Club this morning and I am happy to report that I have a new movie to add to my list of favorites. I have never even read a Jane Austen book, but promptly after watching the movie, I showered (even though it's scrubby sunday) and made my way in the rain to Half-Price Books, my most favorite store of all time. There I not only found Jane Austen books... I found a Jane Austen book which is about 3 inches thick and contains 6 of her stories. It is a beautifully bound hardcover book and I fell in love at first sight. I am not certain whether I will like the books or not, but why not give it a try.
I seem to have slipped in the time management department lately. I feel as though I never have enough time in my day to do the things that I like or need to do. I haven't been writing as many lists lately as I usually do and with the holidays quickly approaching I really need to get more organized. Christmas cards, presents, parties... I push them all to the side while I day dream.
sometimes I close my eyes and travel back in time. Mostly while I am in the shower... which was my sanctuary last year. But even with my eyes closed I cannot take myself back to white shower on my second floor efficiency witht the sliding glass doors and clear curtain which covered the window which could not open because it was painted shut. I spent so much time in there, trying to stay warm under the water, taking long baths with salts and bubbles while reading books or writing letters. My hair was much longer then and it took a lot longer to wash. I would stay in the bathroom, wrapped tightly in my terry cloth bathrobe, soaking in the steam and sitting next to the radiator. At the time I thought my life was at a stand still.... now I realize that it was only beginning.
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