I am right in the middle of the most absurdly decadent staycation ever conceived. It spans the entire month of January and has so far been conducted almost exclusively in my pajamas. Go ahead, hate me: I deserve it.
My sweet little university in Tennessee doesn't start the regular semester until February and I have nowhere else to go so I'm holed up in my campus apartment with two out of three of my sweet abode dwellers. Some days have been entirely wasted: waking up way too late, fighting off a cold, watching too much netflix and not eating substantial food. Today is bordering on the redeemable, although I'm pushing it since it is precisely 12:15 and I still haven't showered. But I woke up before eight and made my roommates breakfast and checked things off my to-do list, so it counts for something. Today, like every other day of the new year thus far, I stick my sleepy head out the door and grimace at the blinding, blue-skyed chill of the day and retreat back indoors.
Inwardly I'm so torn between places. Part of me is right here with my kindred spirited friends, my dashing fiance, and my little church that doesn't look like much but holds me up. Part of me is in a tropical paradise where my parents just landed and are house hunting fourteen hours in the future. Part of me is in College Station, Texas, where my not-little brother is gritting his teeth and getting through the quasi-military life he signed up for. And there are other places too that drift in and out: every place I ever called home, or vowed not to forget, or made memorable friendships. Every place those memorable friendships moved to. So to neutralize them all, I stay in my cozy living room, which after all is the place closest to my coffee supply.
Books I am currently in the middle of:
This Momentary Marriage--John Piper
Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix--J.K. Rowling
Exile's Return--Malcom Cowley
The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society--Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows
And while we're on the subject, I finally finished Gone With The Wind which I feel to be an epoch in my life, as Anne would say.
I am also pinteresting madly in anticipation for my wedding in May and the little home I will move into in 126 days. I can hardly wait!
And with that, I think I might try my hand at real life.
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