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I laid in bed for an hour. Awake. Sending psychic waves to my kitchen appliances to come alive (ala Beauty and the Beast) and make me pancakes. I had a half bottle of wine last night because I knew I could sleep in this morning, but my body hates me as of late and doesn’t allow me to sleep. I thought the wine would help. Whenever I drink a decent amount of alcohol, I wake up the next morning famished. Alas, the appliances did not animate to have a delicious meal awaiting me when I finally got out of bed. I decided to put cinnamon and walnuts in the pancakes because I didn’t have to worry about the kid’s preferences and I believe that’s what Angela Lansbury would have made me if she were here.
The wine helped relax me, but didn’t take away from waking up in the middle of the night. Of course, it didn’t help that my hallway smoke detector’s battery went dead and was beeping. Between having to fix that in the wee hours of the morning and having to go to the bathroom all night because of my brilliant drinking plan, I was restless.
Do you ever have those times in life that you need to take off a day of work just to make phone calls to companies that don’t work on weekends? Uggh. I don’t really have a place to make these calls at work and I don’t need my co-workers overhearing me asking for financial assistance to help with a recent hospital bill. They have their life together. I constantly meet people my age and younger who have accomplished so much more and have so much more to show for it. It’s pathetic how far I am from being “together”. Maybe some day.
A friend of mine stopped by this week for an impromptu visit. My house is a disaster. I have many great and wonderful qualities, but keeping house is NOT one of them. I can’t even blame the kids for the mess because they weren’t here this week. Since I have no other excuses, after my delicious breakfast, I clean the kitchen, start some laundry and grocery shop. There’s still much more to do, but I’m busy talking with you, so it can wait. This week I was missing clothes. I couldn’t find them to save my life, then I thought, ‘did I do laundry?” Bingo. There they were waiting for me in the laundry room. See what I mean? I’m so undomesticated that I shocked myself I would actually do laundry and therefore have to follow through with folding and putting it away.
I was going to ask my work friend to go to the movies tonight. I decided against it. He hasn’t been feeling well and I don’t need to be sick. Plus, I want to go out with someone who wants to go out with me. I mean really wants to be with me. Calls me and asks me out for drinks or to go to the movies. I don’t want someone who’s going just because there’s nothing else interesting for him to do. I have plenty to keep me busy and a friend of mine suggested a movie on Netflix that I want to see, so it’s not like I need to call someone else to join me. No, I’ll get out my knitting pour a glass of wine and enjoy my me time.