Friday, October 13, 2006
Morning Pages
I will set the scene:
Me, in my big, bugless, bed, propped up against several puffy pillows resting against my swirly wrought iron headboard. A sea of duvet waves poofing out in front of me and my iBook, a nifty little liferaft, bobbing amongst the waves, perched precariously on my lap. The mad sun is peeping though my shut avocado green curtains, willing me to get up and experience the day and the sounds of traffic and birds are my only soundtrack. That, and the clacking of my fingers on the keyboard. It is a morning in bed with no where to go and nothing to do except whatever I wish. Heaven.
If I had a lover, a partner, this would the perfect morning to make lazy love and then stickily make some yummy breakfast to eat on the patio. Suppose I could make love to myself and then make myself some brekkie. Too bad my vibrator is broken and I don't cook.
LOL.
Yesterday, I made myself laugh. I decided that I wanted to deal with my overly corroded car battery. So I found out that baking soda and water and a toothbrush are a good solution and I went outside and worked under the hood for bit. It seemed to work and I was proud as punch to have done something so traditionally male without a male anywhere around. Slowly, I am remembering how being single can a lot of fun. Even with a broken vibrator.
I did, however, find out another friend of mine is pregnant. Definitely had a gut reaction to that...a sort of achey feeling...knowing how far off that reality is for me...but then I thought about how I am going to be spending 7 hours in my car with my 5 year old niece in a few days and that cleared up any maternal yearnings for now.
Five more days before I leave BC. Yesterday, I was also surprised by an onslaught of emails I received finally from resumes I sent out for Vancouver based jobs. They were all wanting to book interviews! Isn't that always the way? Once you have committed, THEN they all start coming out of the woodwork desiring you. I do believe that if I thought I could have nailed a job down here, I would be staying and not going. Too late now. I am collecting the rent money from my subletters this afternoon and packing my bags to go.
Single and fancy free, coming at ya from a sea of duvet happiness.
Me, in my big, bugless, bed, propped up against several puffy pillows resting against my swirly wrought iron headboard. A sea of duvet waves poofing out in front of me and my iBook, a nifty little liferaft, bobbing amongst the waves, perched precariously on my lap. The mad sun is peeping though my shut avocado green curtains, willing me to get up and experience the day and the sounds of traffic and birds are my only soundtrack. That, and the clacking of my fingers on the keyboard. It is a morning in bed with no where to go and nothing to do except whatever I wish. Heaven.
If I had a lover, a partner, this would the perfect morning to make lazy love and then stickily make some yummy breakfast to eat on the patio. Suppose I could make love to myself and then make myself some brekkie. Too bad my vibrator is broken and I don't cook.
LOL.
Yesterday, I made myself laugh. I decided that I wanted to deal with my overly corroded car battery. So I found out that baking soda and water and a toothbrush are a good solution and I went outside and worked under the hood for bit. It seemed to work and I was proud as punch to have done something so traditionally male without a male anywhere around. Slowly, I am remembering how being single can a lot of fun. Even with a broken vibrator.
I did, however, find out another friend of mine is pregnant. Definitely had a gut reaction to that...a sort of achey feeling...knowing how far off that reality is for me...but then I thought about how I am going to be spending 7 hours in my car with my 5 year old niece in a few days and that cleared up any maternal yearnings for now.
Five more days before I leave BC. Yesterday, I was also surprised by an onslaught of emails I received finally from resumes I sent out for Vancouver based jobs. They were all wanting to book interviews! Isn't that always the way? Once you have committed, THEN they all start coming out of the woodwork desiring you. I do believe that if I thought I could have nailed a job down here, I would be staying and not going. Too late now. I am collecting the rent money from my subletters this afternoon and packing my bags to go.
Single and fancy free, coming at ya from a sea of duvet happiness.
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