I have a lot of days where someone will ask me how my day was, or what I did (this happens with John all the time), and I honestly can’t imagine reciting the mundane crap I did because they can’t really want to know that stuff right? I think that’s why I like writing so much, you can’t see the person’s eyes glaze over or the look of boredom when you explain that you did 4 loads of laundry, got gas, cleaned out the fridge, picked up a skirt for you kid and mulled over sizing for a solid 25 minutes, went to the pharmacy to try and investigate perimenopausal supplements (which made you want to shoot yourself), and picked up the house (because somehow if you don’t do that everything just progressively gets more out of order and chaos is only days away.) No one wants to hear all that really. Usually I’ll go to answer John’s question, literally opening my mouth slowly with a pregnant pause, then promptly close it and declare, "it’s too boring to talk about.
Today was that kind of day. Nothing terrible, just a lot of mundane stuff that needed to get done. It can’t be avoided, but it’s also painfully boring stuff. I wish I could say I found the cure for the coronavirus, wrote a novel, or invented a life changing app. No, I just managed to finish laundry and that included rewashing the table cloth and getting out the spaghetti stains that didn’t get out the first time. Ugh…even writing it is killing me with boredom.
I barely made it thru yoga class this morning because for some reason it was twice as hard as it was on Monday (same sequence, same teacher). This time I had to back off several times for fear of passing out. Her messaging was all about determination (which was essentially the same message as Monday), but was totally appropriate because it actually took a crap-ton of determination to make it thru the class.
Gia has a dance tonight, so her and her two friends are going, and this morning was all about the drama of what she could wear because “she had nothing”. I think basically we all feel that way from middle school onward. It's when the, 'what the hell am I going to wear' starts? Nothing ever seems right.
I’m putting my “chill” essential oil in my diffuser and I’m going to just relish in the fact that it’s Friday, and the work week is behind us. I'm also gong to relish in the new Swahilli Coast beaded bracelets that came in today-- which are fantastic. The last group sold so quickly, so we got a large restock of styles and a bunch of new styles in as well. They are so pretty stacked up, the hardest part honestly is picking which ones are your favorite. Love these, they are so well made, sturdy feeling and totally unique!
Signed, ME {lv}
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