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My Life Thus Far
2006-06-12 02:10:08 (UTC)

Chinese Water Torture

I'm starting to develop a love-hate relationship with the
weekend. I love being able to sleep as late as I want
(well, as late as Kiki will allow, which is usually 8am),
I like not having to do anything, or get dressed, or talk
to anyone, or pretend to be happy when I'm absolutely
miserable. But on the other hand. I hate having nothing to
do, but clean, take care of my children's simple needs,
think about how miserable I am, or marinate in my own self-
pity. It sucks after awhile. Usually by Saturday afternoon
I'm wishing the weekend was over and that's just a shame.
A waste of a good weekend that most people who work
weekends would kill to have. What can I say? I'm
privilaged and I don't even care to notice.

I didn't stay up until all hours last night cleaning. I
decided that sleep was of a higher priority. So, I went to
bed with the help of my good friend Vicodin (what am I
going to do when I run out of those?) Unfortunately, I
still woke up with the same annoying ass headache I've
been having the past week or so (off and on). I didn't let
it stop me from cleaning, seeing as how I was becoming
disgusted by my surroundings. Not that it was all that
bad, but when perfectionism is the bane of your existance,
an untidy house is like having bamboo skewers inserted
under your fingernails. Unfinished laundry is equal to
Chinese water torture in it's ability to make a
perfectionist go insane. So, I had to resolve the problem.

Tonight I'm going to take a little me-time. I'm going to
paint my nails and then soak in a nice, hot tub of white
tea and jasmine body salts. I went to the library and got
every one of Toni Morrison's books last week. I'm only on
the first one at the moment (The Bluest Eye), but it's so
good, I don't think I'll take me long to finish it. Well,
me-time shall commence now. Ciao until tomorrow.




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