Today
I don't know what woke me up. Maybe the trash truck, maybe the dog. I don't want to, but my first instinct is to grab my phone. Sleeping on my night table, next to my glasses and Burt's Bees.
-On
-Swipe
-Click... click... click
My day has started.
*Sigh* What do I have to do today? My mental list wakes up and I form my hours and minutes, activities, driving, all while still in bed. Staring up at the covered sky light, enjoying the clean sheets and warm weight of the dog.
- Get up
Everything hurts, guess I'm still alive.
- Take a shower
My mind wanders, I start to delve into the well of uncertainty and angry threads. I have to shake it off and try a new train of thought. I hate it when showers go bad.
- Blow dry bangs
Because I promised myself
- Coffee
- Dishes
From 2 days ago
- Trash
- Costco list
- Laundry
I contemplate my OOTD. I've been pretty frumpy lately so I pick something cute. Black capris, grey tank, velvet slip ons. Make-up, eyebrows, eye shadow. Good enough. Drive to Costco, trying out my new Pandora premium. So far doesn't suck but I can't stop listening to Sia's Elastic Heart long enough to really give it a try. Costco sucks like every other time I've been there. Crap I don't need but want, rude people, Christmas trees, too much food packaged too tightly. I load up my cart with the necessary items, everything is so mechanical I don't even remember the faces I see, the checker, the boxer, the door person... blank, blank, blank.
- Drive Home. Sia - Elastic Heart
- Unpack car... normal after shopping bullshit.
Guen Gets home, she really has to pee. Then we talk of our days.
- Arrange the flowers... and I realize that I'll never ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in my hair.
- Open wine
I clean out my closet, things I don't wear. Things I pretend that I will wear because I don't want to get rid off, all piled on my bed. So much black.
- Drive to Walmart to get more hangers. Self check out, no one to forget.
I finish making a mess. Himself walks in. I make dinner. Chicken pot pie because Costco is good for that, quick dinners. Edamame appetizer. Caesar salad. Egg nog & rum... and another. I'm too drunk to be hungry but I eat anyway. I pass out to Tosh.0. I wake up just in time to watch the season finale of American Horror Story. I watch with rapt attention. I sit and contemplate what I have just seen for a few minutes after it's over. It replays, I begin to watch again. Then think better of it. I remember this 30 day blog challenge that I wanted to continue, I look it up. Today is - Your day in great detail. I start typing...
-On
-Swipe
-Click... click... click
My day has started.
*Sigh* What do I have to do today? My mental list wakes up and I form my hours and minutes, activities, driving, all while still in bed. Staring up at the covered sky light, enjoying the clean sheets and warm weight of the dog.
- Get up
Everything hurts, guess I'm still alive.
- Take a shower
My mind wanders, I start to delve into the well of uncertainty and angry threads. I have to shake it off and try a new train of thought. I hate it when showers go bad.
- Blow dry bangs
Because I promised myself
- Coffee
- Dishes
From 2 days ago
- Trash
- Costco list
- Laundry
I contemplate my OOTD. I've been pretty frumpy lately so I pick something cute. Black capris, grey tank, velvet slip ons. Make-up, eyebrows, eye shadow. Good enough. Drive to Costco, trying out my new Pandora premium. So far doesn't suck but I can't stop listening to Sia's Elastic Heart long enough to really give it a try. Costco sucks like every other time I've been there. Crap I don't need but want, rude people, Christmas trees, too much food packaged too tightly. I load up my cart with the necessary items, everything is so mechanical I don't even remember the faces I see, the checker, the boxer, the door person... blank, blank, blank.
- Drive Home. Sia - Elastic Heart
- Unpack car... normal after shopping bullshit.
Guen Gets home, she really has to pee. Then we talk of our days.
- Arrange the flowers... and I realize that I'll never ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in my hair.
- Open wine
I clean out my closet, things I don't wear. Things I pretend that I will wear because I don't want to get rid off, all piled on my bed. So much black.
- Drive to Walmart to get more hangers. Self check out, no one to forget.
I finish making a mess. Himself walks in. I make dinner. Chicken pot pie because Costco is good for that, quick dinners. Edamame appetizer. Caesar salad. Egg nog & rum... and another. I'm too drunk to be hungry but I eat anyway. I pass out to Tosh.0. I wake up just in time to watch the season finale of American Horror Story. I watch with rapt attention. I sit and contemplate what I have just seen for a few minutes after it's over. It replays, I begin to watch again. Then think better of it. I remember this 30 day blog challenge that I wanted to continue, I look it up. Today is - Your day in great detail. I start typing...
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