It's Sunday. Sundays are often my time to re-coop from life. I typically spend time in my house, cleaning, cooking, organizing, doing mass amounts of laundry. Since Whitney and I started dating this day has become even more about laundry and organization then ever. See Whitney and I started dating and he just never went home. And I was (and I am) okay with that because I can offer a safe, secure home to him, and he can offer me the feeling of more safety, and his superior handyman skills. But with Whitney and I, and my uber-awesome roomie Lindsey under one roof, including my cat Chi-Chi and our dog Sydney...well, sometimes it feels like it takes an army to keep the house under cleanliness control! So Sundays don't seem like anything special because it's a lot of cleaning, relaxing, warm drinks in the fall, and just getting ready for the work week. But it is special! Maybe I should set up realistically the days ahead of today and the days behind today so you will understand.
Yesterday I spent the day, dropping Whitney at work, taking Sydney to the dog park, doing some shopping, a dance class, and long walk with Sydney, until 5PM when I rode out to Chapel Hill for my friend Keri's Bachelorette. The Future Mrs. Britt is one of our most fun friends in the group. When there's a party to plan Keri is in on the planning. She goes above and beyond for her friends! So last night was to be a pretty epic Bachelorette. Lots of drinking, crazy stories, laughs, male anatomy headwear...the whole nine yards. And we had a great time. For a few of us (myself and two others- we met the group for dinner, and a few bars, before driving home). Driving home that late, and a hefty workout yesterday left me exhausted. So this morning when I went to wake Whitney up to call and check about coming in to work, I was having a hard time getting out of bed. And since then I've had an even harder getting motivated. Tomorrow is Whitney's first day back to full time work in several weeks. So he goes from working just a few days a week to working 7 days a week. So I hate to get him up and moving too much when I know he's going to start being exhausted a lot more.
So that set's today up. And leaves me where I am now. Today is special because I sit in my house on a cool fall day looking out the window as leaves fall, and my ChiChi, Sydney and Whitney nap on the couch together (Sydney lightly snoring). Whitney wants to watch the Space Jump so in the background I hear Mission Control in Roswell, NM talking to Felix Baumgardner. And I contemplate all the things I'd like to complete today, laundry, fixing a lemon garlic Chicken Roast, making some yeast rolls, cleaning out a storage unit, taking my puppy for a walk. And I know today's special, because even if those things don't get completed today is my day. My special day to do what I want!
Sunday, October 14, 2012
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