photo by: Denis Collette
Hey, remember how I said I listened to this meditation podcast that told me to turn my frustration into gratitude? Well, it's only just about working at the moment. Probably not working, really.
Here are some things I did on Sunday that made me smile and feel connected:
- Lay in bed for a while, stared and turned into different foetal balls.
- Rang home for Aussie Mother's Day and had a nice chat with my mother and my youngest brother.
- Pilates at the gym - which I am suddenly rather fond of since it appears to be reversing some of the effects of my poor posture at the computer. Wore some long 80s-style leggings which made me want to do star jumps.
- Strolled from town to Cowley via G&D's for a bananarama milkshake and the Sunday papers (reading about Liv Tyler bouncing back after divorce, the MPs expenses scandal, and how a high profile lesbian fell in love with a well-known bisexual author).
- Boyfriend met me there and asked me to hurry up by looking at me in a certain way. I asked him whether he was "on my team today or not because things could be easy or hard." He gave me a big hug, but then walked out anyway so I abandoned my reading material.
- Met friends for lunch, at their place off Cowley Road. Brought chicken and rhubarb as contribution to feast.
- Gordon Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares (USA) was on in the background while we prepared vegies for roast lunch and fruit for crumble.
- Watched someone who knows how to cut things quickly and cook intuitively.
- Animated conversation over table about how we were parented, the nature of ambition, social rules.
- Full and pretty drowsy, cruised on over to the Little Feat gig at the Carling Academy on Cowley Road. Full of chunky men, most over 55.
- Favourite Little Feat songs still Fat Man in the Bathtub, The Weight, Willing, and Dixie Chicken. (I talked these guys up a while ago and think you should at least check out these songs.)
- Back home for foccacia dipped in oil and balsamic vinegar as no dinner. This snack seemed very late 90s New Labour to me.
- Boyfriend playfully poked me and I said he poked me like Monty Burns and he said "Release the Hounds."
- Went to Dept, tried to work, but felt glandy and squinty.
- Then after lunch, as if on auto-pilot, just left Dept, walked home and slept for 2 hours.
- Feel as if I could sleep for a month but must get on with chapters.