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sundays no. 3

Kitty Meow does Sundays right ^^Kitty Meow always does Sundays the right way.

Today IS Sunday, right? I can’t seem to keep track of the days of the week right now. At the start of the semester I was taking it week by week. Then day by day. Now, it’s task by task. “Write lesson plan.” “Eat breakfast.” “Wait on that table without forgetting silverware.” “Pick up niece from practice.” “Make Halloween costume.” “Grade papers.” “Run the dishwasher that’s been full for days.” “Feed cat.” “Text Wes to feed the dog because you forgot.”

And the next thing I know it’s Sunday again and the time is gone and I dream of the day I can sit by myself and catch up on Sleepy Hollow and Scandal without cat hair fluffs floating about all over the place at the slightest movement. Maybe–just maybe–that day can be today.

This Sunday, in particular, is for…

…no makeup. I did a terrible thing this week (and last week) and slept in Thursday night’s makeup and then, because it wasn’t too smudgy, just added more for my Friday night shift. You can judge.  I was busy. Today, my pores need some air.

…no photo filters. I don’t have the time and the sun is shining almost optimally.

…no homework. I’ve been doing it in my car before my internship, in 3 minute bursts while waiting tables, during class, and in my sleep.

…no stress. Lots of hot tea, a little bit of record playing, and finishing up The Great Gatsby. And some Sleepy Hollow and Scandal, of course. What are you doing this Sunday?

–Catherine

Sundays no. 1

Sundays no. 2

my eyes are so bleary…

I guess I’m young but I feel so weary!

Sing it, Zooey Deschanel!

I am so exhausted. My candle has-neither her nor there–and end to burn. I feel weary and bleary. And dreary.

This last week, I barely made it by. Academically, professionally, personally, emotionally. It’s mostly because I can’t find the proper motivation to get anything done at all. It’s just much easier to take a nap than to think about a messy apartment, unfinished homework, and Monday. I find that when my mental to-do list (or any physical variation thereof) gets overloaded, I just panic and choose not to do any of it. I’m very much a “If I can’t get it all done–and done right–why do it at all?” kind of gal. That means that I have trouble forgoing a full on house clean and focusing on just one room. Or, I neglect all of my homework because I feel like I can’t get it all done in one day. And I feel all these little life things piling up, like my license expiring soon, my car desperately needing an oil change, and not knowing what to cook for dinner.

Hang in there, Baby. My goal for today is to just prioritize tasks and accomplish as many as possible without sacrificing too much brain rest time.

Oh. And I don’t think it would hurt at all to give that desk a quick tidy. (Compels urge to reorganize the entire living room.)

And it might be nice to get some kitty snuggles.

 

these are a few of my favorite things: bea

The past few days have been  fast and furious, perhaps a bit too much (I’m exhausted, completely so!), but these few things I’m about to show you have helped me tremendously in winding down by reminding me to take a breath and relax a jot or two.

1. Nectar from a Stone by Jane Guill. This is my go-to novel. I’ve read it so many times!

2. http://marawilsonwritesstuff.com Do you recognize that name? You might, if you’re old enough. Mara Wilson was the girl who played Matilda in the 1996 movie of the same name. Yeah! I could hardly believe it, but there it is. Check her out because she is every bit as cool as when she could levitate a box of Cheerio’s  in Matilda.

3. The weather has been absolutely beautiful these few weeks, so I’ve been going outside to sit and feel the sun. I don’t do anything except sit on my stoop and listen to the birds and wind.  It’s the ultimate break-time during the day!

4.  Cuddling with my dog, Gracie, at night. She is such a little space heater! Lately, she’s been falling asleep on my pillow, right above my head, and during the night, her legs (and nails!) become impossibly tangled in my hair. Needless to say, I usually wake up with my whole head teased into a poof!

Stress is stressful, but everything ends perfectly if I can give my dog a kiss or warm up in the sun…

love, bea