So Monday’s are far less manic when it’s a free Monday.
Which is what today is. I haven’t had MLK as a holiday in like ever. So today feels like a free pass. Almost like
I’m playing hooky but my work email isn’t pinging every five minutes so I don’t
have to feel guilty about not looking at it. (Even though I brought home a pile
of work to do which is taunting me from my dining room table.)
So earlier today, I was group texting with the ladies like
we’re wont to do, relaying the plays for the day. My “to do” list was quite long and according
to one of my friends, rather ambitious.
And it’s not like I ever quite get it all done – ever – but I’m back to
the “if I build it he will come” of things in that “if I say I’m going to do
it, I’ll do it. Eventually. One day.
Maybe today. Maybe not so much
today, but tomorrow or next weekend.”
And I say that since most weeknights I make all sorts of deals with
myself and all the things I’ll get done over the weekend or all the things I
could get done during the week if I could just magically be financially
independent and quit my job and suddenly have 24 hours a day that were mine
MINE!!!!
But then I wake up from that fantasy and do my damndest to
knock a few things off the life list.
Today wasn’t all bad – finished my book, did yoga, made some actually
food for lunch that will totally have a second coming tomorrow as leftovers for
lunch which means I don’t have to buy it or make something new. Win. Win.
But what I really need to do, that I’ve been half-assing for
months is put some clothes back on eBay.
I’ve dipped a toe in that pool and made some decent money. But it takes
time. (Yes. I know I technically just had three whole
days.) And it takes some
commitment. (You have to follow it at
least daily in case there are questions or people actually pick the “Buy It
Now” option.). And I have to photograph
my clothes and try to come up with some quippy little descriptions that will
garner some attention and get people to buy my things. Truth is, since I’m in the self-imposed spend
freeze (minus those winter boots from Zappos last night, but that’s necessity
because it’s winter and the lining of my boots decided to kick the bucket in
January….asshole boots. Can boots be
assholes?).
Moving on….I saw a dress that I wanted. Desperately. It was on What Not To Wear and like most anything that I want…the obsession
develops…and want turn into must have.
In this case, the dress was of course sold out everywhere, because the
show was taped months ago. But then I
found it….on eBay. Now the new me…the
spend-freeze me….sleeps on things. Tries not to be impulsive. Tries to weigh the pros and cons and not have
the instant gratification trigger finger.
Mind you this is much easier when I do not have a glass of wine in my
hand. Or three already coursing through my veins.
I am very proud to say I slept on this dress, so to speak,
for almost a week. And then I decided it
was worth it. Let’s hope I’m right and
that it looks as good on me as I’m hoping it will. (And that it's a little longer than it appears to be on this girl.) But that’s what led me back down this path of
eBay. Sell more. Buy more. And of course there’s this JCrew dress circa
2010 that’s popped up….on auction. And a
JCrew collection skirt from 2008. Same
deal. And good prices. And like any good junkie I want them! NOW! I
feel like this is fate…destiny…karma…every star aligned for me. Good pricing.
My sizing. The fashion gods are
sending me a sign.
That should be motivation enough. But then I popped in my Netflix movie so I
can drop it in the mail tomorrow.
(Anyone for Pitch Perfect?) Nothing saps my energy like a movie….
especially when I opt to paint my toenails, which means I’m locked to the couch
for fear of screwing them up. One might say I do that on purpose. One would be
right.
And now it’s starting to get dark out and the reality that
tomorrow exists is starting to set in. And Sunday blues come a day late. Big sigh.
But trying to turn the ‘tude around and keep snatching great lines from
tumblr and looking at them over and over until it penetrates. Here’s hoping!
And one little gripe before I go. So PP was
entertaining for what it was. Love to
sing along. And while I love me a
“Preview” feature before a movie, I’m equally excited about the “Special
Features” that come along with the DVD.
So….I have to say if they are an option…and you click on them…and get
this big-ass error message that says “this DVD is for rental purposes only and
buy the real DVD if you want to actually see these special features we are
teasing you with”.
Damn you, Netflix. It’s like you know I’m breaking up with
you at the end of the month because your DVD program doesn’t do it for me
anymore. And because I’m getting two
movie channels now (Showtime for free and HBO for Girls. And $15.) and while
they are mostly filled with crap I will never watch, I don’t need DVD rentals
collecting dust next to my To Do list.
Just saying.
Time to get back to it.
Or maybe take a manic-free-day nap.
That sounds so much better to me…..
And if you didn't see this video coming, then you really need to go back and read this blog from the beginning...this is what I live for.
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