I had big, lofty goals for the day. My roomies were all off in Madrid studying at cafes and I had the place to myself. I was gonna accomplish so much!
And then I didn't. (Well, at least not the stuff I meant to accomplish.)
I'd gotten home at 5 am, and had to be at the university by 10:45 for another talk at the Bilingual Conference. This one, I'm happy to announce, was a little bit better than the previous day's, because I was assigned to the fabulous, flamboyant black American man's talk. He was the best speaker I've heard in a long time, and even fooled me into thinking I was learning a lot more than I actually realized I had when I left. ;) But it was a very enjoyable hour and a half, despite running on five hours of sleep, and that's certainly something.
After the talk, I went to get my favorite breakfast in Alcala (fresh OJ and fresh chocolate croissant) and then finally defuzzed (my face is just so much prettier with two eyebrows instead of one, it's ridiculous) and got my favorite lady to do it, and she even stayed 45 minutes late to pencil me in! YAY! I seriously feel so much prettier after that's done, and it does wonders for my self-confidence and self-image, even though I doubt many even notice a difference like I do.
The rest of the day was spent half nodding off in bed playing Freecell, and then power cleaning my room and doing laundry (AND EVEN MOVING MY BED AND SWEEPING UNDER IT) and doing dishes. By the time I was done, it was really late and although I felt more awake, I did not have the ability to harness my newfound energy into doing anything academic.
Most epic part of the day? When the landlady came and went on a 20 minute rant about how it was inappropriate to study at the kitchen table because "there are 'normas'" and "I'm obviously right" and "maybe you just can't understand how right I am." It was seriously like the Twilight Zone or Candid Camera. I have no words to describe how surreal it was - this woman barging into our apartment and acting like studying at the kitchen table was a crime as heinous as murder. Seriously. She was AGHAST. And would not BUDGE until somebody agreed with her. She wasn't asking us to agree - she was INFORMING US that we had NO CHOICE but to agree because SHE WAS OBVIOUSLY RIGHT. Abby and Marianna were pissed. All I could do was laugh. How do people become that self-consumed and self-important? It's like honestly astonishing.
Anyway, other than that bit of entertainment, I didn't do much all day. But man, sweeping my room was a big deal for me. It was way gross and I dealt with it like a pro.
After my roomies got back really late, Katie came in and asked what I'd done all day. I told her nothing. She looked really confused and like she felt bad for me, but honestly, it was great. I'm finally being able to be alone and by myself and not even be necesarily super productive, but enjoy the hell out of my day. I listened to some TED Talks, folded my jeans just how I like, had a silly convo with B, broke a glass and got the giggles over it, took out my bun and loved the crap out of my curly, bouncy (albeit greasy) hair, journaled in my favorite journal. It was actually really great. And that's something that I used to be great at, but that's taken me some time to relearn - how to just be by myself.
I'm so glad it's finally coming back to me!!! ^_^
I've started getting this weird feeling recently where I have mini epiphanies where I suddenly realize I am going to me ME for the rest of my life. It's very meta-cognitive of me in a way. But anyway, this realization makes me delighted. I've been working hard this whole year to love myself again, and it's days like today that show me how far I've come since last September.
I found this on Pinterest, and maybe this is why it's been consuming my thoughts:
"Be the kind of person you'd be happy to spend your entire life with since you're gonna be."
Do other people see themselves as two pieces of the same being? Because I do. I have me me, and then I have the wiser part of me who sometimes helps me out when I need it. I'm finally starting to feel a lot closer to being that other part of myself every once in awhile, and it makes me giddy. :)
XOXO
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