Today is a blog day. I could feel it almost as soon as I woke up this morning (early afternoon). The problem is that I just can't quite thing of anything to blog about. I mean other than the fact that I have somehow been transported back into my high school years...
i.e. being dropped off, picked up, fighting with my mom as she is teaching me to drive (stick this time), trying to plan my future, watching Gilmore Girls, stuck at home with no car, etc.
The point is that I am filled with clever and witty things to say, yet none of them seem to come to mind at the moment. I wish I could be more like my new favorite blogger lady (http://www.graspingforobjectivity.com/), who is very funny and weird (I mean, who makes bologna and bacon flower arrangements with their husband). I know in my heart that I'm the kind of person that is capable of weird quirky things like that, but I don't do them. Not that I have any real desire to make meat flowers, but I wish I did more things. I've always wanted to do so many things. If you were ever to ask me "What would you like to do before you die" I'm sure I could come up with a brand new lengthy list, right on the spot. If you ask me the same thing a week later, my list would be different. Here's the real point...my birthday is on Monday. Twenty-two. I know it's not forty-five, but really, twenty-two is practically grown up. you see, I've always been a girl who plans. I've been planning my life all my life. I always knew that I would have my life figured out by this age. I can actually remember specific conversations with my best friend about how I was NEVER going to be the kind of girl who lived with her parents and had no idea what she wanted to do. Suddenly, I am confronted with the fact that I am exactly in the place I never wanted to be.
Now, I don't want to come across as being highly depressed or grossly unhappy, because I'm not. I know that I am where I am for a reason...lots of reasons actually. I know that I have accomplished many good things in my life, had amazing experience, and that I have so much ahead of me. I'm optimistic....but also just a trifle disappointed in myself. So much for not having anything to write about. Advise to other bloggers: Never start a post with no aim in mind if you are tired, melancholy, and almost twenty-two. Especially if you hate birthdays. It's just not smart.
Almost twenty-two. Hmm.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Make Bed. Turn on new Michael Buble CD. Gather all laundry from the floor, stuff it into whatever baskets you can find, and stack it on your bed. Take a break for Iced Tea and Facebook.
Gather all books off the floor and stack them together.
Don't worry about being to neat, this is just the first step of sorting books.
Realize that you have far to many books to fit on your already cramped shelf and wonder what the best fix would be. Decide a trip to Ikea is in order and call Sister and Cousin for a fun trip out to Tempe.
Get distracted by Dream Bedroom.
Let Kids play with camera so that they will stop whining.
Look at baby nephew and wonder why they can't all be this happy and cute.
Buy cute new blue shelves for amazing price. Also buy new bedding.
Go home and realize you have no where to hang shelf. Attempt to rearrange room, but discover this is hard to do when room is still very messy. Give up for the night and go to bed. Wake up early in the morning to go to work and forget all about messy room for the rest of the week.
A few days later, go to Greek Festival in Tempe with the gals.
Laugh at the man who stopped working to do push ups.
Go home only to be reminded of how horribly messy room is. Go to bed and work next morning with dark thoughts about said room.
Invite friend to come and talk to you while you clean. Get rid of everything you possibly can.
Wash laundry. Five loads of laundry to be exact. Hang shirts in bathroom to dry. Send Friend home and go to sleep.
Go to work super early. Get coated in chocolate and cheese. Come home and lurk facebook. See cousins request for Blog update. Write blog about cleaning room.
Realize you still have so much to do....