Yesterday, I listened to the German audiobook for “Bis(s) zum Morgengrauen”, which is somehow one of of my favorite audiobooks (the beginning and first third of it, anyway), while I made brunch and sunflower seed butters.
All turned out delicious.
I did not leave the house the entire day.
The entire day.
And I was totally okay about that.
At night, I hung fort my prayer flags, and then a bunch of paintings that I pulled out from a corner box.
My space is finally looking like I live here – I think this is the longest I’ve gone without making my space home-y.
Usually, I do it right away, hanging things and making my space feel like home…, but, for various reasons, I was concerned about doing it here, and so never did it, which meant I never fully unpacked and that I never fully felt at home here.
After last night’s decorating, I’m actually excited to come home and do some more throughout the week – and I already feel so welcomed whenever I enter my space, and it is lovely.
Today, for the second day in a row, I slept in past 9am (which is not necessarily all that late, but seems like it when compared to a 4:10am weekday alarm).
I again listened to my beloved audiobook while cooking and eating brunch and lunch, as well as cooking dinner for the week.
I then power washed the whole front walkway and house steps and front wall – and it looks amazing now!
I talked with a friend briefly while doing part of it.
I then rushed upstairs to clean off my legs, put on some socks, grab my white tennis shoes, and then head off to a gallery closing party I’d wanted to attend.
I even invited someone to go with me after I was already on the way, and didn’t really expect it to be a yes on the other person’s part.
It was a no, and I went anyway, and comfortably.
I had asked myself what the person I want to be would do…, and she very clearly would have gone to the opening alone, and so I went with confidence.
I even tried out those glasses the eye doctor gave me way back a few years ago, to see if they might work out (I had some trouble catching lacrosse balls the other week, and hit myself, causing me to be worried about my eyesight.).
At the closing party to this blacklight art show, I felt like I was walking into a college party – it was dark, blacklight lit, and smelled of pot and alcohol and a little bit of sweat.
And yet I walked in confidently and comfortably, and merely laughed at the idea altogether: college after college (again).
See here some choice selections from the show:
Cool, huh? 😛
Afterward, I went to Whole Foods to pick up my new helmet, and then stayed there a while to get my necessary steps for the day, as has been my practice on previous occasions, as well.
Eventually, I returned home, ate a final bit of food, enjoyed my homemade sunflower seed butter, had olives as a kind of dessert to my dinner, and then came up to get ready for bed.
I am going to bad far too late, but I have not yet perfected being exactly the person I want to be, so I accept it – I did loads that was true to myself this weekend, so I’m actually rather okay with having this one thing be off.
Here’s to amazingly restful and refreshing sleep tonight! 😉