I played hooky today. As much as I need structure, I was so dirt tired from working seven days straight I needed some time off. I worked in the office until 8:00 pm last evening getting the last quarter of paperwork ready for pick-up by the bookkeeper today. I arrived home in a vegetative state, a potato that is, and sat on the couch where all good potatoes hang, watching a couple of episodes of Breaking Bad. We’d watched four seasons last year and had one more to go so we plugged into Netflix for season five and have been pulling marathons with only four more episodes to go.
Breaking Bad is not a show I watch and forget, I take it to bed and can’t sleep as the scenes play over and over in my head. Last evenings were more brutal than usual, as Walt’s character grows incrementally darker and ruthless. So it was a restless night, tossing and turning and dehydrating from the heat that floated up the stairs from the wood stove. We should never have topped it up before bed as it cooked my goose. I was kicking off the covers and had to get out of bed for water three times to hydrate my parched throat, withered lips and quieted the pounding in my head.
So of course I couldn’t get up this morning, I need eight hours to function so I lay in until almost 10:00 then came downstairs for breakfast followed immediately by a nap. I fully intended to go in today but as the hours melted away I realized I needed to face that it wasn’t going to happen, made the call to tell Shane I was taking a day off and relaxed. So I lounged in my jammies and did various things around the house, like got rid of the last of the Christmas ornaments still hanging, the garland on the stair railing and a few wreaths that looked to pretty to pack away last week.
Now I’m going to sit and hook for the rest of the day which means I’ll still be working, just not leaving the house. The overture of hooking pleasure will balance out the guilt of not going to the shop.
The sad news that David Bowie passed brought forth memories today. I remember way back, a single mother on social assistance, managing to scrape enough money together to buy his cassette, “Let’s Dance”. I loved the entire playlist and pretty much wore it out. Music was work back then, playing the cassette through and then having to rewind to start all over again. I remember playing it from morning till night, being a slave to the machine's buttons. Bowie was a very talented and unique individual, who definitely left a legacy through his music. He’ll be with us for a very long time.
Breaking Bad is not a show I watch and forget, I take it to bed and can’t sleep as the scenes play over and over in my head. Last evenings were more brutal than usual, as Walt’s character grows incrementally darker and ruthless. So it was a restless night, tossing and turning and dehydrating from the heat that floated up the stairs from the wood stove. We should never have topped it up before bed as it cooked my goose. I was kicking off the covers and had to get out of bed for water three times to hydrate my parched throat, withered lips and quieted the pounding in my head.
So of course I couldn’t get up this morning, I need eight hours to function so I lay in until almost 10:00 then came downstairs for breakfast followed immediately by a nap. I fully intended to go in today but as the hours melted away I realized I needed to face that it wasn’t going to happen, made the call to tell Shane I was taking a day off and relaxed. So I lounged in my jammies and did various things around the house, like got rid of the last of the Christmas ornaments still hanging, the garland on the stair railing and a few wreaths that looked to pretty to pack away last week.
Now I’m going to sit and hook for the rest of the day which means I’ll still be working, just not leaving the house. The overture of hooking pleasure will balance out the guilt of not going to the shop.
The sad news that David Bowie passed brought forth memories today. I remember way back, a single mother on social assistance, managing to scrape enough money together to buy his cassette, “Let’s Dance”. I loved the entire playlist and pretty much wore it out. Music was work back then, playing the cassette through and then having to rewind to start all over again. I remember playing it from morning till night, being a slave to the machine's buttons. Bowie was a very talented and unique individual, who definitely left a legacy through his music. He’ll be with us for a very long time.
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