And then I’d invite you to curl up on the couch with me while we have some soothing music in the background to help reduce my current sense of ire. Continue reading
I don’t feel particularly wise this Wednesday. I’m feeling my stress particularly hard today. I shouldn’t be, but I am. It’s definitely a day for tea, so as soon as I can, I’m going to brew me a nice cuppa.
In a lot of ways, that’s what this blog was originally for: releasing my stress, metaphorically (and often literally) over a cup of tea. I wanted to discuss the situations where tea was a boon to my day, saving me from my own stress and worry.
This week, if we were gossiping over coffee, we’d probably have done it while getting our nails done. That took close to forever earlier today! I wasn’t going to get them done, but I’d peeled the shellac off from when I’d done them before, right before New Year’s, and it tore my nails up underneath. I was afraid that with them being so vulnerable, they’d break, and I had already cut them shorter than I like… actually I bit them. I don’t do it often, but when one of them breaks, I get some strange satisfaction out of biting the rest to the same length as the broken one.
Anyway, I went to get my nails done even though I can’t really afford to do that at the moment, and ran into my roommate.
Who had already been there for over an hour…
And we were there for close to 2 hours before both of our nails were finally complete…
But the final result looks pretty good, if I do say so myself!
There is just something about New Year’s that gets the blood pumping and the brain working overtime on new ideas. We make these resolutions (that we rarely keep, but that doesn’t stop us, does it?), and we determine to do something new, or to restart something not so new, and all because the days on a calendar suddenly change.
It’s strange if you really think about it. Time doesn’t exactly exist. I mean, most animals don’t recognize a watch or clock, and definitely not a calendar, but anyone who has pets knows that they can become very aware of the time if you feed them at exactly the same time every day. Even though they can’t read a clock, they can sense that it’s dinner time, and they’ll let you know about it if you “forget!” Continue reading
When I began writing this, the ball had just dropped, and my neighbors were popping fireworks like mad. My roommate had just come home from her New Year’s Eve celebrations, and I was wearing the adorable pink nightgown my mother bought me for Christmas, all comfy tucked into bed… which called my name so that I didn’t finish until the rest of my January 1st was mostly over.
2016 is officially over, and I feel like a weight has been lifted! I know it’s a silly superstitious thing of mine: I always believe that how I spend my New Year’s will have some indication of the coming year. This year is no different. Believe me, I had a great New Year’s Eve! I just celebrated earlier in the day with an unexpected person, and our conversation has made me a bit introspective, but also very excited about the possibilities of the future.
And while I know I should be writing some wonderful piece about how this new year, 2017 is going to be the best year yet, and give you all the tips and tricks of how to win 2017, life is learned backwards. We only learn by reflecting on our past experiences, and that’s exactly what I want to do.
But, all that stuff about 2017 being the best year yet, I do actually think that’s true…
If we were chit chatting over coffee today, we’d be sitting in a very busy IHOP waiting for my waitress to come take my order. She asked me if I needed to look at the menu for a minute… nearly 10 minutes ago. Not cool.
But, in the meantime, I’d tell you that I feel excited about 2017. I am very convinced that it is nearly impossible for any year to be as tumultuous as 2016 was for me.
So. It’s two days until Christmas. I woke up this morning, excited! Yesterday, they told me that the other guy’s insurance was gonna cover the rental car, my email showed me that Sense 8 Season 2 is finally about to start (and there is a Christmas episode uploaded now!!), and Goodreads Guy graced me with an email and a naughty photo…
Haven’t heard from him in quite a while, and didn’t expect to hear from him ever again, to be honest.
And yet, there he was. In my email, saying he was “just thinking about [me].”