It's hard to come back to New York after 10 stress free days on the beach with my new husband. It just is. A fact that was made monumentally more difficult by some bad early afternoon decisions involving a bottle of duty-free Patron, one woman's raging hormones (the one's that turn otherwise lovely young gal into a fire breathing harpy), Mario Cart and a rather pathetic attempt at a game of Yahtzee.
Now, it's Monday and my pee soaked apartment remains a malodorous disaster (my 17 year old beloved grows more incontinent by the day), I've got oodles of laundry to do and about $70 worth of produce to eat before the chorus of "I told you sos" breaks out from the sofa (although we managed to get through all of the limes on Saturday...go figure).
As I sit here reflecting on this great debacle, I'm waiting to go into a meeting that was supposed to start three hours ago - one where my ass will more assuredly get unceremoniously handed to me.
And to top it all of - the post went up to 50 cents today. Bastards!
In addition to my normal clean underwear providing chores, I have a running list of things quality of life tasks that I'm itching to do. And when I say itching, I mean I think a lot about it but never actually do it.
Among these tasks -
To this end - if any of you have any great ideas regarding new music, blogs, effective ways to combat clutter in a Manhattan apartment - will you help a girl out? Additionally, I would love a yoga buddy on the UWS. I mention this because I'm learning that sometimes in order to get what you need or what you want you've just gotta ask.
My favorite things about my recent trip to Virgin Gorda.
10. Snorkeling for the very first time and while I saw some beautiful fish among the reefs, I did not see anything too scary!
9. Little Dix Bay.
8. Rum punch and our arrival bottle of rum. Never been much of a rum drinker but I was delightfully converted.
7. Morning breakfast buffets. I love breakfast and this spread was just sinful.
6. The brown pelicans who littered the beach and amused us with their fishing endeavors.
5. The chameleon/gecko/lizard who inhabited our outdoor shower.
4. Spending the day on a catamaran - complete with a visit to Bitter End. Dreaming of being a true sailor.
3. Ting. Oh, Ting. How I wish I could have you everyday.
2. Ting with a sting! Combining two things of my top ten list to come up with a third.
And last but not least...
1. Eloping with my very best friend and the love of my life.
So, I had jury duty. Then I was back at work for a week. Then I left for a conference in Toronto. Now I've been back for a week and I leave again. I've been crazed. Sorry for the lack of posts my friends. I'll be back in full effect very soon.
I love having a bad experience with a company and then going to google and typing in said company's name followed by the word "sucks".
Today's offender - American Airlines. It seems I'm not the only one.
I decided a long time ago that one a company's good name is lost in my eyes, it is lost forever. I have two reservations on AA and then I am done.
I told them this and they didn't seem all that sad to lose my business. I hope they go belly up and fast. They suck.
Yes, American Airlines SUCKS!
I'm back! I've grown tired of wading in the kiddie pool. That sounds disparaging but it isn't mean to be. Tumbling is fun and I'm still going to work on my new joint effort with Katie. But I need to get back to the good old fashion angst filled introspection that I am so skilled at.
(Rambling here)
You see, I'm still struggling to find myself and I've gotta try to look everywhere. I see all these fabulous 20 somethings doing all this fun and amazing stuff in the city and I think "I need to be there!" - so I jump in head first.
And it is fabulous! But it isn't exactly me.
I think the most important thing I learn through these trials and tribulations is that I need to take pride in the things that I have lived through. I need to grow and continue moving on through life. There isn't anything cool or fun about jogging in place.
Again, I don't expect this to make much sense. Life is insane these days. GOOD but crazy insane.
Anyway, I'm back to psof.com. I prefer the padded walls anyway.
I still feel like I am wading through muck as one is wont to feel with a lingering head cold. AND this has left things kind of murky which explains much of my general confusion of the past few days. YET nothing quite explains Kellie Pickler's voice on Idol last night and why despite all the confusion (did her voice always sound like a kewpie doll on crack?) I kind of liked it?
at perpetualstateofflux.tumblr.com...but I have to remedy this two blog format soon. But not today...today I'm Scarlett O'Hara with a wicked head cold.
Life is just kind of...*don't say boring. don't say boring*...simple lately.
I have been tumbling on occasion. So check it out if you want a small slice of the L.
Ahhhhhhhhhhh, yeah...
All in all it’s been pretty boring which explains the lack of blogging. I miss it and the relationships I have from writing. I love hearing from everyone and when I don’t…I miss you. AND I don’t want to blog only when I’m feeling sad and venting about the world. It’s nice to relate on the good things too. So, I’m going to try that too.