not exactly rockin’ it out

I came home early today as I felt like utter crap on a biscuit. I have another cold/sinus/epezooty/something or other thing. Not that I mind leaving work early as you all should know by now. I love the silence of my house when there’s no one here but me and the pets. One day I swear I am going to indulge my little hotel-weekend-alone fantasy. You know the one. Where I make reservations at a nice hotel for a long weekend and go there by myself with a trashy novel, my journal and some chocolate. All I do is order room service, read, watch tv, and sleep. Nothing sleeps better than a luxury hotel bed and black out curtains. Nothing.

I haven’t been to the gym in about a week. Haven’t exactly been in the mode. But I haven’t been eating much either so maybe I’ll get lucky and break even on the weight thing this week. I hate that I even worry about that stuff but I do. I don’t like not liking myself, physically. So there we go. The plan is to hit the gym hard this weekend and get back on track.

I’m kind of itching to go home. As in, my parent’s place. Get outta this town, this part of the state for a day or two. And indulge the grandparents with a visit from Samantha-Pants. I think I’m going to make that happen either this weekend or next.

The goal is to have the house on the market by the 15th. So I have a bit more time to convince The Accountant that we should move elsewhere, as in, out of state. But I know that’s not happening because dangit if reality and life don’t hinder my plans every time. I don’t know where I get this wanderlust from as I don’t think either of my parents have an ounce of it. I might be adopted. Which would explain a lot of things come to think of it.

That’s it from here for now. Peace.

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