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Tuesday, January 13, 2015

To myself

I like being alone.

I’m sure there are people out there who will look at that sentence and think I’ve some disorder. Pretty sure I’m on the ‘fine’ side of any psychological lines, but for my continued sanity, let’s just take the ‘fine’ as a given and get on with our day.

Realizations about observed preferences reveal themselves when Chad comes home sick and parks on the couch in the living room for two days, completely throwing off my game.

There can be no quiet (action movie stereo surround sound carries long and far).

There can be no music (at least not mine as it conflicts acoustically in my head with the stereo surround sound from the action movies).

There can be no napping (not that I nap, but I like the idea of having the option).

Since he is sick, I try to stay as far away as possible, occasionally throwing cold medicine in his general direction. I’m not a nurse, and for good reason.

The dog and I pay bills, set supper to simmer in the slow cooker, wander around the house chasing laundry and dust dragons, but my game is definitely off.

Everything I do takes twice as long. I’m much more efficient when alone.

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I went to Fargo yesterday with my oldest daughter. She had several gift cards burning holes in her designer bag, so I went along to help her spend it. She likes to shop and I like to tag along.

It was a good day.

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With a ‘free trial’ of Netflix, I’m about half way through the second season of "Orange is the New Black." Also, I think I may have talked myself into reading the book. It has been a while since I spent any quality time with my Nook.

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