Now what?

Home again.






Now that my trip is over, I am left with the following ways to fill my time until September 2:

• Sort through piles of mail that have accumulated for months
• Sort clutter in pretty much any room of the house
• Sort through mountains of clothes in the basement (they don't fit and I need to get over it.)
• Pay bills
• Sleep (ha!)
• Read something more substantial than More magazine
• Bake something for my husband
• Cook dinner for the duration of the summer
• Update my iPod
• Try to (once again) teach myself to play my djembe drums
• Clean the house (hahaha!)
• Design a landscaping/hardscape plan for the now-rock-and-bark-chip-free 50'x15' swath of land behind the house.

I will also have to observe my dog. She had a seizure yesterday, and my husband is a wreck. We're waiting on blood work results and then a trip to the neurologist. My husband said that of course the dog I adopted would have a brain problem. Yes, he was kidding.

I have no friends within a range of about 5,000 ZIP codes, so I am already missing the company of Jolie, her husband, and her doggies.

Sigh.

Tomorrow, a story about my favorite addiction, Bijoux Terner and the weird sales clerks who always seem to be there when I am...