Just to clarify, in case it isn’t glaringly obvious by now, I am a natural cynic/skeptic. I’m not sure quite when it happened or how, but as far as I can recall, I never really believed in love (as it would pertain to me). This is why it is extremely strange and out of character for the following to have happened at all. I describe it as my four-year moment of insanity.
No need to get into the lurid details, really… but when my extended insanity drew to a close, I was reminded all over again why I never believed in love in the first place. But I’m not even so concerned with the emotional aspect of it … you know, the whole part where someone swears they couldn’t live without you, blah blah blah, and then it turns out they were lying through their teeth. I can accept that. At issue here is the overstuffed bag hiding at the back of my closet which I refuse to unearth because I have no idea what I would do with its contents. I don’t particularly care to be reminded of him!
Why do I bring this up now, you ask? … Well. He’s getting married in a couple of weeks. And even though, had I known a few years ago that this would be the situation today, it would have utterly destroyed me, I genuinely believe I do not care. I look at it this way: Better her than me. Because really, I don’t think I could have / would have been able to be completely happy / myself with him. Hindsight is twenty-twenty, and all that. But still. This stupid bag has got to go somewhere!!
Today was actually sunny… I was so thrilled to see that unfamiliar yellow thing in the sky, I didn’t even mind so much that it was so incredibly windy, I was nearly carried away by a gust of wind the moment I stepped out the door.
You can’t really tell in a still photo, but that plastic bag was flapping around like crazy and making an enormous racket! (I have no idea why this photo is sideways… and I don’t know how to flip it, so I won’t even bother trying!)
And I finally got around to purchasing a box of Kashi crunchy granola bars… I think there must be something wrong with the scanner at Target, because I only paid $1.84 for these, and they were supposed to be $3.09… I’m pretty sure they weren’t on sale!! I should have gotten the other two kinds, too. 😉
During my marathon study day (I’ve been studying pretty much nonstop since 11.30 AM … someone shoot me), I took a little break to decompress. I haven’t baked in forever, and I always find that relaxing. Good thing I have a brother around to actually eat all this stuff!!
Three issues on tap at the moment:
From my “emotions” sheet, right now I feel very discouraged about these finals… but I suppose I am also marginally excited that by this time tomorrow, I will probably be done. Hopefully successfully. But I feel sort of hopeless in that regard… short of some form of heavenly intervention!! …I guess I should go back to stuffing my poor overextended brain.
Hope you’ve all had a good weekend!!