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I’m sitting at my desk… literally surrounded by piles and boxes and bags… stuff that needs to be tossed or donated, or reboxed… and I’m filthy and sweaty…
And I’m totally in a great mood.
If you know me at all, you’ll know that’s a bit odd… I’m a home body… if my house is in distress than I’m an inconsolable mess… like my mood’s directly proportional to the functionality of my current sleeping situations.
We’re moving furniture and cleaning and changing everything… and I’m so fucking thrilled about it. I’ve been waiting for this for years… maybe literally… I’m setting my herb cabinet back up so I can get to it… and I’ve got all my art stuff in one place so maybe I’ll attempt some terrible paintings again… and there’s more storage space!
Plus things are just good today… I’ve got a buzz from the changes and the implications of the changes… and I’ve had the sweetest things posted on my comments/messages today… here and on the blog.
I’m just happy.
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I should write up a blog post about the epic day trip and beach adventure my man took me on the other day… but I just don’t have the drive… plus parts of it I’ll never type up… for the public anyway… so it’s even less exciting.
The internet has not been so much fun for me of late. I log in, tend to what I need to tend to, feeling content… even accomplished in managing the ‘business’… then consider sifting through job listings… remind myself of my own physical limitations… get grumpy… peruse tumblr/twitter/whatever for a while… and then… I’m just bored. Exhausted by the lack of stimulus…
Clawing at the inside of my skull at how dull and aggravating things are… trapped by my flesh and the limits of time and this reality…
And so…
I’m going to make my coffee and maybe dig myself into one of my games… maybe read… maybe… there’s always knitting… or spinning… though I lost the drive for that a while ago…
These walls, I’ll be busting down soon enough… watch out… bricks will be flyin.
