Well, I’m about to walk out of the office for another wonderful weekend of being solo and organizing more of my apartment. This weekend the plan is to get under the cabinets and in the linen closet of my bathroom. I still have a couple of boxes just stuffed under one of the vanities that I never unpacked from my move 6 months ago and I want to organize those.
And if I get that done fairly easily - it’s on to the kitchen pantry!
What a wild weekend I have planned.
As I told my therapist, I think this is a good time just to get myself together, ya know? I mean, get organized, get back in shape, get my head on straight so that when this Covid bullshit lifts, I’ll be ready!! I’ll be tip-top! I’ll let the sun shine on my shoulders…I’ll be looking and feeling my best! And I’ll be ready to socialize, go out with the girls and find a new boyfriend.
Thing is, I already have a little love nest in the Treehouse. It’s ready for company at all times, unlike my downtown place that was sometimes a shambles and I’d have to do a lot of excavation to make the place public-worthy.
I guess what I’m saying is, right now feels like a time of preparation. It feels like I’m getting ready for something big. It feels exciting and anticipatory. The year is still fresh and I’m cancer-free. I’m preparing for what’s to come.
So I welcome this weekend of staying in (for the most part, you know that there will be a Target run tomorrow morning! And maybe a visit with Maria or even [Athena]) and staying warm.
And prepping, prepping, prepping.
Happy Weekend!
GS
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