I went to bed early last night, and slept for a long time, and woke up early enough to check to see if school really was cancelled. It was. I don't think a power outage could have come at a better time for me, personally. I know that it was a big deal or whatever, but honestly, it seemed like everyone was blowing it way out of proportion. This happens in South Africa constantly.
I am not complaining, though. I spent the day watching TV and putting my room together. I took down the closet doors, selected fabric to serve as a curtain, sent 100 new photographs to Walgreens to be printed, framed new photos, hung them carefully, installed a curtain wire, hung up my curtain, hung up a mirror over my "vanity" table, hung up my little painted bird canvases around the mirror, and unpacked the last of the boxes. It makes me feel really productive, and happy. My wall is now covered with the places I've been.
At last, after all this, I have brought my computer to Le Stats and am attempting the long process of remembering. I had to laugh about the Saturday before last, when I could think of a dozen verbs to describe the day. Lina was right: I looked back on it all and didn't feel so bad for all the times I fell apart.
I love you, sweetie. You are precious to me.
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