I'm simultaneously making cookies, eating pasta, decorating my apartment for the holidays, blogging, and editing photos all at the same time. I feel very productive. And I'll have you know I have been blogging--I just haven't published my last couple of posts. I wrote one about some psychic predictions I was having, but then I realized it might be upsetting to the people who's lives I was having premonitions about... not that they know me, or even read this blog, but you never know.
Life has been very eventful lately. Of course I was home for Thanksgiving, and that was great. As it turns out my family did accept and love me despite my choice of vote, and there were only a few political conversations I had to flee from--nothing major. I saw lots of old friends, and had some good times. Some of the highlights of my weekend in Chapel HIll: finding a bat in the garage, seeing a man in full clown makeup although dressed like a regular person going through a dumpster at the local mall, playing tons of games with my sisters who went to church dressed like twins although they are not, and finding this book in my mother's closet (see photo.)
Waking up at 4 a.m. to leave for the airport, flying to New York, and then going immediately to work for a 8 hour day on Monday was not fun, but the good news is that it has made the rest of my week seem like a joy in comparison. I've been very happy lately, which is great. Maybe it is the holidays, or the self-actualization I experienced while home, or the Christmas trees they are selling down the street (in the middle of a huge concrete city!), or just the fact that I'm healthy and alive--whatever it is, life is good right now.
However, as much as I'd like to say I can do it all, I must end my blog post and go attend to my cookies now. The night is slipping away, and I don't know how to twitch my nose or snap my finger and make stuff magically happen. Tonight I saw a lady embroidering on the subway. Talk about multitasking. First of all, there are people who still embroider? Second, how does she do it on a jerking jostling subway car? Well, if she can do that, I can get everything done that I need to do tonight and still have time for a cup of hot cocoa and a chapter of my book.