Calm Contemplation

Can I tell you just how excited I am for the weekend? It is not that I have elaborate plans or even mundane tasks to complete; it has just been a long week. I realized that it has only been a short five days since the Sarah Slean concert, and Jenny only left me a mere 48 hours ago, but then again I have been counting down to the weekend since last Friday.

So, do you all want to know what I am doing while Jenny is gone? The answer is nothing. More accurately, sleeping. I have realized with Jenny not available to keep me awake after my long day at work, I fall asleep within minutes of arriving home. I don’t intend to fall asleep, but the next thing I know, I am waking up two or three hours later. My early evening nap has really put a wrench in my normal sleeping patterns, as I am now up much to late, resulting in me very reluctantly crawling out of bed every morning, only to count the hours left of work until my sunset snooze.

Our coffee table still a mess with candy wrappers, remnants of late night snacks, a plethora of sticky goblets, and even the stray piece of popcorn. At work, I think about going home to clean up the disaster that we left our house in before Monday’s concert excursion, but I seem to fall asleep before any cleaning is completed.

Today’s modus operandi is to keep busy after work, preventing any real opportunity to rest. After all, I have no plans for tomorrow, and no real intentions of getting bed until long after the morning has left. To be honest, I am just grateful for the rainy weather to prevent me from feeling guilty about sleeping so long.

I realized today is one month until my horrendous 27th birthday. I will be officially be in my late twenties and much too close to thirty for my comfort. I read both last year’s, as well as 2006’s rants about turning another year older, and I seriously would give anything to be back at 25 or even turning 26. But I guess we all have to get old, I just never thought it would happen to me. Just know that I am refusing to turn 28.

So, now the question is, what do I want to do with my last month of being 26?

Have a good weekend, no matter where you are, or what you are doing.

Good luck. Hoping tonight goes better than planned.

As Always,