What? Don't you have a pair of giant owls roosting by your local primary school?
And now a complete change of subject:
By the end of this week, I was totally fried. Lots of crap has been going down in my life. I'm not going to get into it here, not so much to spare your delicate sensibilities, but to save myself from having to think about it all.
On Friday evening, if you had rested the tip of your nose against the tip of my nose, stayed completely quiet, and looked into my eyes, I bet you could have heard the hiss of static in my brain, and seen grey snow drifting in the depths of my pupils.
Part of my needing to put the brakes on my mad blogging related to this mental burnout. I love to write about the ridiculous, sweet, funny, and tragic little details of life, but it's not possible to attend to these details when one is buried under a thick haze of psychological static.
On Saturday I took a day entirely for myself. As per my personal priorities, I divided the day equally between staying at home in my pyjamas and an afternoon of enthusiastic retail therapy. Seriously, there's nothing better for re-establishing a sense of control than shopping. I see the shoes. I want the shoes. I buy the shoes. It's simple! Minimal thinking is required! I get exactly what I want without an argument!
The balance of the universe re-establishes itself, slowly. The static begins to clear. And seriously, I spent less money than I would have on an hour of professional talk therapy.
Whooooo's the wise one now?
12 comments:
Okay those are the creepies owls I've ever seen!
SPOOKY!
When do we get a pic of the shoes? YAY for taking time for yourself!
xoxo
vvv clever
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I think that's fantastic you took a day for yourself. It's amazing how rejuvenating that can be. I need one of those. June, I keep telling myself, June.
I love the combination of gothic imagery with the concept of retail therapy. It makes me think of a surreally quiet shopping mall, with just you communing with the shoes, the moon up above, and owls hooting. Sorry about all the mental fizz. Maybe for your next blog we can see the shoes? please? please? no pressure.
Give a hoot. Don't pollute.
if you had rested the tip of your nose against the tip of my nose, stayed completely quiet, and looked into my eyes, I bet you could have heard the hiss of static in my brain Mmmm... White noise... Very relaxing.
So's a day off and some therapeutic shopping. Good for you! (Do we get to see the new shoes?)
yay for taking a day for you! the panthers stadium in charlotte had giant black cats and i LOVE them. we had our prom there sr. year. we didn't pose w/the cats tho for some reason. very fun.
Yay on shopping and a day to yourself, but I thought there were going to be some "Hooters". I'm very tired and will try to not be to depressed about the lack of them.
I'll have to agree that those owls are a little creepy overlooking the playground.
I am glad you had a day to recenter and found some good shoes! I founds some good deals when I accidentally found myself shopping yesterday. I agree that it's less expensive then a professional session!
I'm reading this blog from a dial-up connection. It takes a little bit for the page to load. I stop, read the title and wait patiently for the pictures to load before reading the blog.
I hate a tease.
Congrats on your 'you' day! Sounds delicious.
I also think you're really smart to not worry over blogging every day. I started out that way and then realized I had gotten myself into one more thing to do - rather than I thing I enjoyed doing. Now I blog when I want.
Are the owls there to keep giant birds from stealing the children?
Girls: YES! Shoe pics will be posted on Tuesday. Stay tuned!
Boys: I sincerely apologize for the lack of boobs in this post. Well, at least semi-sincerely. OK, if you must know the truth I tortured you deliberately. Now I shall rub my palms together and grin fiendishly.
I believe the owls are by the playground to frighten the children into obedience. "You stay inside the fence, little Jimmy, or the scary birds will catch you in their claws and tear you limb from limb!"
Aurora, I love your night-shopping dream sequence. I never thought it was possible to find poetic inspiration in the Winner's shoe department, but that's what makes poetry so awesome. :-)
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