Warning: if you are one of the people who want to gouge your eyes out when you hear Josh Groban, don't listen...but I like it. I really just enjoy music that tortures me. The last time I heard this song was in my Mom's car when we were driving from Grandpa's burial, appropriately, in February. Valentine's Day to be exact.
It's not even halfway through Hump-Day, and all I can think about is how I want it to be the weekend. After staying up way too late last night, I woke up way too early this morning and had the urge to just get in the car and drive and drive. Not to go anywhere in particular...just to go away. Then my second urge was to call off and sleep all day, buried in my comfy, smushy down comforters with my kitty curled up next to me. I knew I couldn't, so I just drove around campus for a while at 6:45 this morning, and was into the office by 7:30. Campus is so completely different in the early, early morning. It's either darkish or the street lights are still on. It's quiet...construction hasn't started yet and there are no students around. I was tempted to just stop my car and do "the walk" this morning...but was afraid I'd lose track of time. That, and with construction on the library, I have no idea how much of the walk I could have even done...I know at some point it's blocked off. I remember nights when I was younger and in college and hurting for some reason. It was utterly stupid and completely unsafe, but I would leave my dorm/house/apartment at night, go to either Mirror Lake or the banks of the Olentangy and just sit there alone. I was also a huge fan of taking the "scenic 315" with all it's little hills and curves and driving as fast as my little grand am could take me. Someday, I will own a pretty little convertible that handles well, and I will rip around curves with the top down and the stereo blaring.
I decided that I need to spend less time online. I hate who I become when I cannot leave the computer screen. I don't get enough sleep, I get cranky, and I become slightly dissociated with the "real" world. Yes, it is becoming obvious to me that if I don't take a breather, I will end up in big trouble and dealing with an actual internet-addiction. So, starting today, no time on the internet outside of work hours. I will do fun things...like take the dog for walks, and study hard, and cook nice meals for Jon, and work on glass, and maybe even pull the bassoon out. (Or on Mondays and Wednesday I will spend my evenings in class, then actually come home and go to bed at a reasonable hour).
I will get away on Saturday (which is why it seems to be torture until then)...to my special place where nothing bad EVER happens...except the occassional scraped knee/tummy ache/smores mouth-burn. Ahhh, the lakehouse in Autumn is calling to me, so Jon and I decided when I talked to him this morning that we would head up there. Sometimes I am just amazed by his ability to read me and understand when I need some help taking the weight off my shoulders. We are piling child and doggy into the car and just taking off. I was hoping we could go Friday night, but it's too late for Jon to take the night off work and he hates calling off. Granted, there is no such thing as "alone time" at the lake with the 8 adults and 3 children and 2 dogs there, but it's a surprisingly relaxed atmosphere. Maybe I will wander around for a while taking pictures and just getting my last few breaths of fresh, non-city air before it turns too cold to go up there. I'd also like to take a trip to Jerry's Pub for their amazing crab cakes...maybe that is where Jon can take me for my birthday dinner with him since I was too sick of eating for him to take me out last weekend.
Message to myself today...
It's not even halfway through Hump-Day, and all I can think about is how I want it to be the weekend. After staying up way too late last night, I woke up way too early this morning and had the urge to just get in the car and drive and drive. Not to go anywhere in particular...just to go away. Then my second urge was to call off and sleep all day, buried in my comfy, smushy down comforters with my kitty curled up next to me. I knew I couldn't, so I just drove around campus for a while at 6:45 this morning, and was into the office by 7:30. Campus is so completely different in the early, early morning. It's either darkish or the street lights are still on. It's quiet...construction hasn't started yet and there are no students around. I was tempted to just stop my car and do "the walk" this morning...but was afraid I'd lose track of time. That, and with construction on the library, I have no idea how much of the walk I could have even done...I know at some point it's blocked off. I remember nights when I was younger and in college and hurting for some reason. It was utterly stupid and completely unsafe, but I would leave my dorm/house/apartment at night, go to either Mirror Lake or the banks of the Olentangy and just sit there alone. I was also a huge fan of taking the "scenic 315" with all it's little hills and curves and driving as fast as my little grand am could take me. Someday, I will own a pretty little convertible that handles well, and I will rip around curves with the top down and the stereo blaring.
I decided that I need to spend less time online. I hate who I become when I cannot leave the computer screen. I don't get enough sleep, I get cranky, and I become slightly dissociated with the "real" world. Yes, it is becoming obvious to me that if I don't take a breather, I will end up in big trouble and dealing with an actual internet-addiction. So, starting today, no time on the internet outside of work hours. I will do fun things...like take the dog for walks, and study hard, and cook nice meals for Jon, and work on glass, and maybe even pull the bassoon out. (Or on Mondays and Wednesday I will spend my evenings in class, then actually come home and go to bed at a reasonable hour).
I will get away on Saturday (which is why it seems to be torture until then)...to my special place where nothing bad EVER happens...except the occassional scraped knee/tummy ache/smores mouth-burn. Ahhh, the lakehouse in Autumn is calling to me, so Jon and I decided when I talked to him this morning that we would head up there. Sometimes I am just amazed by his ability to read me and understand when I need some help taking the weight off my shoulders. We are piling child and doggy into the car and just taking off. I was hoping we could go Friday night, but it's too late for Jon to take the night off work and he hates calling off. Granted, there is no such thing as "alone time" at the lake with the 8 adults and 3 children and 2 dogs there, but it's a surprisingly relaxed atmosphere. Maybe I will wander around for a while taking pictures and just getting my last few breaths of fresh, non-city air before it turns too cold to go up there. I'd also like to take a trip to Jerry's Pub for their amazing crab cakes...maybe that is where Jon can take me for my birthday dinner with him since I was too sick of eating for him to take me out last weekend.
Message to myself today...
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ive been trying some of this life without the internet lately, i went 4 days even without it cause my net went out earlier in the week. plus i have a VERY nice distraction in my life these days! but the internet is my entertainment since i dont watch tv, i mean i love my SG!