Sleeping and eating
Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 3:29 pm
I am a workaholic. I have to preface my post by saying this to absolve myself of any shame resulting from my confession. I rarely sit still. I do not know how to relax. And I have spent a lifetime trying to find a balance between responsibility and down time. Ive been working double shifts for weeks now. Saturday night began a 9 day hiatus, as my workplace is closed for renovations. Today marks the 3rd day that I have been sleeping, eating, and sitting in a chair with my feet up watching movies. My body is completely exhausted, and my mind has been bruised because of bad and sad news. I feel no guilt. My apartment if badly in need of cleaning. My laundry has to be done. And I have a million chores to do. I dont care. I am very grateful , My bills are paid for January, My refrigerator has food. The apartment is nice and warm. My bed is incredibly comfortable, and no one is bugging me or making me feel pressured to do anything. As I get older, my world is becoming smaller. I have no burning desire to set the world on fire. No big itchy urges to dance the night away in uncomfortable shoes, and strangulating panty hose. No need to search for a mate to feel complete. I have grown to be more and more gender blind. Happy with the relationships I am fortunate to have with female friends or young people who color my world with tidbits that tell me how the world has changed. I feel wealthy beyond words because I am healthy, and not in pain. I am looking forward to working hard this spring and summer. Perhaps squirreling away some moolah, and perhaps planning another trip over the pond to visit fairy tale England again. Until then, I am going to pop in another flick.... have a cup of tea... and indulge myself for one more evening. Hopefully, tomorrow morning I will wake up with enough energy to begin tackling the mess.
