Showing posts with label homesick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label homesick. Show all posts
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Watch the day away
I miss my girls. On a day like this, the day after New Years, the four of us would be getting together to watch a marathon of our show. It's 6 seasons in, but usually we would pick a season and start again from the beginning, just for fun. We would cook breakfast at 7am, crack the champagne, and start watching. By 8 at night Jennifer would be asleep on the floor, Amanda would be drunk, Rebecca would have gone home, and I would be the last one actually watching. It's part of the obsessiveness. I think I was the only one ever really watching.
So today, I decided to do it myself. I woke up late and put on our show, season 1, episode 1, and started my movie marathon. I own all the seasons, and I copied them to my iPad, so I'm just sitting with it propped on my pillow. I did what we always did during the marathons - I did my toenails and fingernails. I drank coffee instead of champagne, and I ate popcorn instead of breakfast pizza, but it still felt like a little bit of "home."
I miss my old home a bit. I miss having my apartment, my dog, my car, my friends, a job. I'm lonely here. I suppose it would help if I left the house every now and again, or joined some sort of club, but I just don't have the energy right now. My meds are here, according to the note left on the mailbox, but the office downstairs is closed till Monday, so I can't get them. I'm not blaming this homesickness on lack of meds, but it's sure not helping.
I'm done feeling like I'm on vacation. I'm done with this. I need a job; something to do, somewhere to live where I can call it my own. I need a life of my own.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Mmmm, pumpkin bread
So instead of buying boots, I went out and bought candy and the mixings for pumpkin bread. It's in the oven right now - three loaves. One for my cousin's downstairs, one for my dad's not-really-girlfriend-but-I-want-her-to-be upstairs, and one for us. I also stuck the candy in a bowl outside just in case the kids come to our floor. Some people in the building give out candy, and we just didn't get on the list in time (cause I found out there was one about an hour ago). It's starting to smell like fall in here, and feel like it outside. Plus, we're watching football. I'm feeling better already.
Now, for a costume....
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