It's not healthy how excited I am. I don't know what it says about my mental stability, but I'm similarly worried about my upcoming financial stability.
But paired with all this excitement comes something that I'm significantly less excited about-- that being the fact that last night was the first night I had issues with insomnia since the disappearance of sleep aids from my life. Normally when I have those nights I just don't get a wink of sleep the next day is a total blur. I wake up around 11:00 AM, get Starbucks, aimlessly walk around Guadalupe in a haze, come home and watch Bobby, Paula, Stacy and Clint go to bed at 9:00 PM. Usually these days are weekend days. Bizarre? Yes. Fortunate? Definitely. Today was different. I woke up at 7:30 and ran. I didn't do the distance I had planned (10), but I did 5 miles. I drank mimosas and discussed vacations over brunch with the lady (my momma) and the sweetie (my stepdad, Brady) of the house. And then I prettied myself up and spent the afternoon clothes shopping and lounging at Borders, salivating over the sight, smell, and touch books. Most importantly, though, I finished Season 1 of 30 Rock. Great show, right? It was odd to go from finishing season 1 to watching my Sister's Keeper on HBO and being forced to take Alec Baldwin seriously. I was horribly unsuccessful.
Last week I'd set aside for completing my paper. Until I hear back from Chris (about what corrections and quick rewrites I need to do), I'm off duty with that. This week is friend week. I have planned to see some good buddies, which should be both refreshing and fun and a good way to end my short respite here in the NRH. I am definitely looking forward to being back in Austin this time next week. My first week back should be eventful enough:
May 31st: 4:30 AM wake up to get my volunteering ass to the Capital of Texas Triathlon (so, I couldn't compete, but volunteering should be fun enough)
June 2nd: First day of my 6-week beginner sewing class at the Austin School of Fashion Design
June 3rd: First day of Chinese 506, and so begins 3 hours of language, 5 days week.
June 4th: attempt to get to Houston before rush hour so I can see my ladies and spend the weekend at Free Press Summerfest where I will tell Amy Milan of my long standing woman crush on her and we'll make a pact to become domestic partners if I'm not married in 16 years.
Unfortunately, there's nothing fun on my calendar for June 1st-- any ideas? I know I'll be catching up on some zzz's and probably unpacking a bit, and normally I'd bake two or three dozen cupcakes to hand out to strangers on the street/really just devour by my lonesome. But I'm taking a baking hiatus for the summer to, again, fatten my wallet and slim my belly. Madewell, people. Madewell.
Speaking of baking, my sister and I threw a huge surprise 50th birthday party for the lady and the sweetie. It turned out to be a centenarian celebration of epic proportions and I baked a beautiful, double layer red velvet cake. I'll give more details about the whole thing when I get the pictures, but things went deliciously.
Summer has been nice. Early morning runs and rides, lots of lounging. I'm aching to be busy again, though. It's when I'm happiest. I've decided that once I go back to Austin I want to make myself disgustingly busy. I'm severely capping my chill time because I'm so ambitious in what I want to do and get done. Running, cycling, swimming, stretching, classing, studying, sewing, singing, recording, playing, crafting, photographing, hiking, and loving again but definitely not watching (TV) and even more definitely not surfing (the internet or life in general because I have a history of waves drowning me).
june 1 is my first day of class, but we could definitely hang when that's done (noon).
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