Sarcomical: What You Do Alone

November 05, 2008

What You Do Alone

I think we all have that thing. Actually, most of us probably have a FEW of them. You know, what you do when you suddenly find yourself in the house completely alone - the spouse just headed out on a trip, the kids are off to sleep over at their friends' houses, your roommate actually got a boyfriend and has somewhere else to go for the weekend - you're alone not just for an hour or two, but HOURS AND HOURS. And now, you finally have a chance to be completely selfish and do what you save for those moments when no one is there to criticize, observe, interrupt, or judge.

What do you do?

Me? You want to know what I do before you answer?

I love to put on the most relaxing clothes I own, and then usually do one or more of the following:

spread out a load of books and magazines from the Stuff I Want to Read but Still Haven't Read but that Doesn't Mean I Won't Keep Buying More Stuff pile and pick one to dig into
put my hair in a ponytail and not wash my face for two days
slice up a whole onion, sauté the hell out of it, and eat the entire thing because who's going to be around to be offended? p.s. IT'S DELICIOUS
sing all over the house, possibly even attempting to hit some of the high notes in those Mariah Carey songs from the 90's?...yeah, you know which ones I'm talking about
watch something completely and utterly irrelevant and/or mindless, such as the Lifetime "I married a hot guy but then he started to beat me/tried to kill me/started to like other hot guys so I ran away/fought back/divorced him and learned to love again" movies, or The Food Network, or a Mad About You marathon
log on to Rhapsody, put the playlist on random, and turn everything up REALLY LOUD
sit on the bathroom counter to lean into the medicine cabinet mirror and pluck my eyebrows for a very long time
crack open a notebook and wait for some sort of magical inspiration to compel me to write something brilliant or draw something at least above 3rd grade level
take a nap on the couch with a puffy blanket on top of me and two of the dogs laying in my crooks
paint my toenails

Those are a few things I may do. Now, give me one or two of yours.

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What do you do?

Me? You want to know what I do before you answer?

I love to put on the most relaxing clothes I own, and then usually do one or more of the following:

spread out a load of books and magazines from the Stuff I Want to Read but Still Haven't Read but that Doesn't Mean I Won't Keep Buying More Stuff pile and pick one to dig into
put my hair in a ponytail and not wash my face for two days
slice up a whole onion, sauté the hell out of it, and eat the entire thing because who's going to be around to be offended? p.s. IT'S DELICIOUS
sing all over the house, possibly even attempting to hit some of the high notes in those Mariah Carey songs from the 90's?...yeah, you know which ones I'm talking about
watch something completely and utterly irrelevant and/or mindless, such as the Lifetime "I married a hot guy but then he started to beat me/tried to kill me/started to like other hot guys so I ran away/fought back/divorced him and learned to love again" movies, or The Food Network, or a Mad About You marathon
log on to Rhapsody, put the playlist on random, and turn everything up REALLY LOUD
sit on the bathroom counter to lean into the medicine cabinet mirror and pluck my eyebrows for a very long time
crack open a notebook and wait for some sort of magical inspiration to compel me to write something brilliant or draw something at least above 3rd grade level
take a nap on the couch with a puffy blanket on top of me and two of the dogs laying in my crooks
paint my toenails

Those are a few things I may do. Now, give me one or two of yours.

technorati tags: NaBloPoMo

This is me.

I'm an animal snuggler, Lover of Words and raging introvert who others often confuse for an extrovert. I'm typically caffeinated as a rule, BE IT BY BEAN OR BY LEAF.

This is the year I'll be talking a lot about my journey to grow further as a photographer, artist, music addict, YOGISTA, writer, volunteer, life adventurer, ALMOST-VEGETARIAN, runner, book devourer, knee sock connoisseur and procreator (yes, after 13 years we're finally working on that one, and it may be a more twisty path than we anticipated).

I embrace my inner geek (see: obsession with finding the perfect pen, affection for NERD GLASSES) and accept my irrational fears (see: FEET, rug bugs, outer space). I figure they balance out my super cool musical tastes, good luck in parking lots and long legs.

*Wife to 1, fur mother to 4.
Future parent to severely over-photographed children.

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