Tonight I had planned to write about bacon jam or how I’m decorating for Christmas. But instead, I ate roasted brussel sprouts and left a long voicemail for my friend Ria. I leave terrible voicemails that are all sorts of rambly and not focused. (Kind of like this blog post?) I call with one thing to say, then I get distracted and next thing I know I’ve hung up the phone and it’s been a minute and a half. Whoopsies.
I’m still doing some thinking about things that might turn into posts but in the meantime it seemed worthwhile to capture some of the recent activities.
- I recently bought myself an electric blanket. It’s amazing. I fall asleep instantly when I get into bed because it’s like someone is hugging me to sleep. I’m also quite sure that this amplified my faux-elderly status times one billion. I also don’t care. Triple also, if you are my apartment insurance company, don’t worry. The blanket has an auto shut-off.
- Yesterday I had such a terrible headache when I got home from work. It was so bad that I turned off all the lights and just watched tv by my Christmas lights. Today, I did that just for fun. I also lit a candle. It was all sorts of romantic, except it was just me.
- I belong to this fancy all high on itself (for a good reason … it’s amazing) gym. Due to the rotation of the Earth / seasons / global warming, it’s dark at the end of the work day … so I’ve started to workout during lunch. This is great for my metabolism (I think) but terrible for people watching. You know who works out during lunch? Dads.
- My sister asked me what I wanted for Christmas this year. I told her socks. Does that make me officially more or less boring? Does it help that I wanted it to be a multi pack and for them to be neon? You’d think I’d want the neon so it’d be easier to match them… but I rarely wear matching socks. It’s overrated. I also asked for metal measuring spoons.
- Last week I realized I had no idea how big / small my apartment was… and it seemed my excuse of “I’m terrible at judging space” wasn’t cool anymore. So I broke out the measuring tape the previous tenant left behind (THANKS!) and got to work. For future reference, I live in a space that is approximately 450 square feet. I say approximate because I’m quite sure the slant of my floors affected my inability to measure accurately.
- I saw this prank video while I was at the gym today about people who were scared in an elevator when the lights went off and a ghost baby appeared. (You can watch it here). For the record, this would not be cool with me. At all. Funny story, one time I was riding in the elevator with my boyfriend at the time. The elevator was in his building and the light was out in it. I said I didn’t want to ride in it unless he would hold my hand. He said no but I got in anyway. I was so freaked out that I couldn’t feel him near me with my arms so I lifted my leg …. and kicked him in the face. He was mad but to be fair, I did warn him that I was scared. He can’t have been too mad, we dated for two more years.
- I can’t wait until it’s acceptable for me to send out a picture Christmas card to my friends and family. I know you all say that it’s okay for me to do it now but let’s be real, you judge your crazy single aunt just like you’d judge me. The minute I get a dog / cat / something worth paying to have printed on card stock 50 times…. I’m doing it and I might even pay for the matching envelopes.
That’s enough for now. I need to finish peeling dried glue from my hands after making Christmas ornaments for my tree. I can’t get it off with water and if I show up to work like this tomorrow people will think I have a skin condition.
Happy Tuesday.