Wednesday, March 16, 2011

spring break and hidden escapes

Our spring break began on Monday and I had the purest of intentions to get a lot of homework accomplished.

Much to my dismay, circumstances beyond my control interfered with my desire to be productive: impromptu pumpkin cookies,
Chocolate chip center. Not my best work.
chocolate covered fruit,
Mostly consumed: bananas, grapes, pistachios, marshmallows, tangerines
and chocolate chip cookies
Jon made them for our neighbor
(and did I also mention Girl Scout cookies?).
Not pictured: 2nd box of Samoas; Thin Mints
I think this urge to be domestic stems from my nesting at the new apartment. It was also a futile attempt to rid myself of this random angst I've been experiencing. I'm not really sure of the source but I think it has something to do with "the time of the month".

Since baking failed to relieve my irritability, I did what any person does when they just can't shake bitter feelings: retreat to my hidden escape. We all have it: some place that we proverbially run to and hide until our bad mood passes. My hidden place is the shower. I love to just sit on the shower floor with the sound of the water and our space heater. Just me, the hot water (you know, the make-your-skin-red-instantly hot), and the sound of nothing. It helped me quite a bit. I feel renewed and much more relaxed than pre-shower. I feel so good, in fact, that I am tempted to run back to the shower to repeat the process. However, Jon still needs to shower tonight and I'd feel bad if I stole all of the hot water.

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