2. Stirring the turd. I like to do it. Riling shit up. Picking at the drama scab. Just a little. It's a bad habit. BUT sometimes I think it's good to remind a woman that there's still enough interest and connection for her to get jealous. I did that yesterday. Just left a little comment for someone other than who the comment was for to see. Fucked up, but effective. It keeps my life interesting and their lives interesting. Although it's not my place and I have boundary issues, but I backed off pretty fast and completely. I know people have done that shit to me. It's fun sometimes.
3. Wine country USA here I come. I've decided that after graduation my BIG celebratory vacation will be to California-all Sideways style-to visit vineyards and drink wine. I kept on feeling pressure to like go to a beach in some tropical land and force my husband through drugs and emotional blackmail to get on a plane. Then I was like-wait a minute. I can't sit in the sun due to my skin that's just asking for cancer burn-in fact I don't really like sitting in the sun. I get kind-of bored. I don't like the heat all that much. I mean-who isn't awe inspired my the ocean-but I don't need it out my window. What I do like: 1. Drinking wine, 2. Dining al fresco and eating really, really well made food, 3. Going for walks at dusk when it's just starting to cool down, 4. Making love in pretty places.
Voila-California. Never been. Can do all of the above. And we can drive there. Case Closed. I'm taking two weeks to explore a part of the country I've never seen and drink wine. WHY didn't I think of this sooner?!
4. Extracurricular activities. I'm constantly reading about very cool things to do in the cities, but we rarely do. We don't go go movies, shows, art exhibits. Nada. I do that stuff with my girlfriends, but not my husband. Why? Partly because we're such HUGE homebodies, partly because we're broke, and partly because we're lazy. I think it's also partly because all my husband really wants to do is pick up a guitar and watch Netflix movies and I'm not stopping him. Also, he's all fucking responsible now. Like-we can't spend money, we have to pay the bills, we can get food at the grocery store, blah, blah, blah. FUCK! I thought I married a musician/artist not a fucking PAPA in training. I can't believe he's on the fence about kids sometimes-he's already making dad jokes and driving around an efficient SUV just asking for a car seat to be put in the back. I want to get my kicks in while we're young. Well, while I'm young. Since he's hit 30 he wants to be close to home in case the sudden urge for a nap hits.
5. School. It really should be on my mind-but isn't which is slightly worrisome. It's like I'm on mile 23 of a marathon and am like-FUCK this, I'm going to go get a beer and a burger. I need to get back on the horse, back in the saddle, back in the game, back into anywhere. But it's so hard and I feel so whiny about it. Can't I just read blogs and watch LOST. LOST is another thing on my mind, but it's so deeply nerdy and overwhelmingly boring (even more so than the rest of this post) to anyone that doesn't watch I won't talk about it here. I'll leave that discussion for the message boards. Anyway, it's March. It's daylight savings. And I have a whole semester ahead of me to not screw up. What else is new?
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