So in the absence of the horrifying excitement of previous eras of our lives (an absence we hope to continue, knock on wood), I find myself at a loss for writing material. Sure, there are plenty of bright and shiny things to talk about...but not much to write about these days. I don't have much need to utilize writing as as a form of self-expression or as an art form currently, which is definitely messing with my blogging mojo. I'm testing a new tactic, one which fully embraces the dullness of everyday life, thus the title, "I took a nap." What a hook! Riveting! Exciting! What in the world might I be about to discuss?! You're on the edge of your seat, aren't you? You've got a white knuckled grasp of your mouse...you can't WAIT nudge that scrolling wheel and read what is sure to be a literary MASTERPIECE! Well, wait no more!
The first day back to real life was a bitch, I'd use a nicer word for it but I don't think there is one. (Brief side bar: Anytime I use curse words, I hear Josh in my head saying, "Ooooh, potty mouth." For real, he does this. Every time. Usually I'm highly frustrated when I curse and this always take the blustery wind out of my sails, but it also has the side effect of making me laugh...so I don't really mind. Plus, HE said a curse word the other day, which never happens, so I gave him a standing ovation...then tossed the potty mouth remark back at him. HA!) 6am wake up after a week of sleeping until after 10am? NO FUN. Though, I highly recommend the sleeping in for a week part. Then, to add insult to injury, not only did I have to wake up at 6am, I didn't even get to lounge in bed with my coffee, netbook, and old episodes of Dawson's Creek! I had to get OUT OF BED and DO THINGS in the morning. Ugh. It was painful. The day was long, and made longer by my volunteer shift at the hospital. I fell into bed around 1:30am. When the alarm went off at 6am the next day, you can imagine my displeasure. 4.5 hours of sleep! Like Ariel sings in that song I hear 75 times every day, "I want moooooore!" Bet you'll never guess what I did after dropping the kids off at school?
I TOOK A NAP!
Whoa, how did you guess that? You're good!
Anyway, it was a GLORIOUS nap. I got home from dropping them off at 8am, and I stripped off my clothes, pulled on a night shirt, and crawled back into the warm bundle of covers. The sheets were soft and smooth and the temperature in the room was just slightly chilled which made my place nestled underneath the comforter and quilt the precise level of needed warmth. I adjusted my alarm, closed my eyes, and fell into dreamland straightaway. I slept until 10:23...exactly enough time for me to pull on my jeans and jacket and get back to the school to pick up KayTar. I'm sure I had pillow creases on my face and all, but who cares? I TOOK A NAP!
The rest of the day was so-so...pick-up duty, laundry, tea parties, doing a puzzle, having my parents over for dinner...you know, the usual. However, that nap...it was pure brilliance.
Stayed tuned for my next installment of the everyday life series. What might it be? "I ate a yogurt!" or perhaps, "I bought a pair of pants."
The anticipation is KILLING ME!