How big of a lazy ass would I be if I took a nap right now before I have to get ready for work? I got out of bed today around 9:30...but I did go to bed around 4. Pointlessly. I made Chris stay up and hang out with me because...I don't know why. I guess yesterday was just a really long good day that I got to spend with a lot of people that I really like, and when they kicked us out of the loophole at 2 I didn't want it to end. I didn't want to go home. Home rarely feels like home.
Justin and I were discussing this yesterday. I think part of the reason I don't like being at home is because it's depressing and bland. The living room and kitchen have absolutely no character. There are a couple of fake plants, which is okay, but there aren't any pictures, no cheesey posters, nothing that showcases the fact that anyone even lives there. So we need to remedy this. I'll think a lot about it over break.
So I thought this week was going to be restful (I'm done with everything school related, having just turned in my conducting take-home test about a half hour ago), but I was pretty much completely wrong. I work tonight, have church choir tomorrow, work lunch on Thursday (and am making cookies with Erin that night, which could be stressful because she is very judgemental of the way I make cookies...tehehe), work Friday night, have rehearsal with the Flower Mound Symphony for the church Christmas concert on Saturday, a performance that night, services Sunday morning, then another performance that night. Ugh. Just thinking about all of that annoying stuff (minus the cookie making, that will be fun) is really making that nap sound inviting.
One week from this very minute I will be in Spokane...Lord willing, of course. But that's the plan. I can't wait.
So I know I bitch about the weather constantly, and most of the time what I say is contradictory. I complain because the weather is so crazy and changes drastically...I complain because the sunny weather gets monotonous, whine, whine, whine. The last couple of days have been good though. I feel like I'm at home in Bellingham with the random drizzle and fog, and something outside smells delicious...like Christmas in a way I can't describe. It sure as hell isn't pine trees, but it's still good and Christmas-y. I wish I knew what it was, and its source.
I think I might close my eyes for a half hour or so. I have a feeling work is going to be long...good, but long. And I may have a date with Laura to watch an ABCFamily movie after that? Who knows where the night will take me? At any rate, I should probably go to bed earlier tonight and not force poor tired souls to stay up and keep me company.
song: "endless shovel" rogue wave
yesterday // life goes on
