Going back to work after a four day break, sucks like a big dog.
I had a wonderful weekend with my out of town friend. We ate our way across my big old city and I swear I'm still full this morning. We visited every little independent shop we could find and I made a major score at a metal junk yard for an art piece I'm working on. My husband cooked us hamburgers on the grill last night while we sat with our feet in the pool and I played my guitar. It was nice for me to have a "normie" visiting for a few days. I love her and she loves me back...that's awesome.
I'm kind of anxious to get back to work where my thoughts are on a more analytical plane and I can move away from days filled with talks of feelings and family and memories. I guess a lot of people are spending good money for therapists trying to get in touch with their feelings while I am usually tying to get away from mine. Feeling your feelings is highly over rated....just sayin'. I'll hand over my "feelings" to God today and let him sort them out.
PS: For some reason I would love to be able to blast Tone Locs' Funky Cold Medina in the shower this morning (???)
3 comments:
cool.
I have zero desire to sort through my feelings. I would rather sew a new dress and bake brownies. Some call that denial. I call it 'getting out of my head.'
I've had Vanilla Ice's Ice Ice Baby going through my head all weekend.
The feet in the pool with hamburgers thing sounds divine :)
Is that a new body scrub? Ha, I am so out of touch with new tunes. I would rather blast Comfortably Numb. Have a good work day!
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