A few days ago I bought the song "Sunny Came Home" from iTunes, and predictably it's been stuck in my head ever since. But there were a few lines near the end I didn't understand, so I did a lyrics search and tried to hit a personal page rather than a real lyrics page that would give me annoying popups. Turns out it's not only a song about a woman coming into her own, it's a song about arson. How odd. But now that I've thought about it a while, I sort of like the acknowledgement that sometimes destruction is an appropriate and healing thing to do.
Yesterday was very nice. It even started out that way because Weds night I was energetic in that pissed-off, can't-settle-down way, and burned off the energy uncluttering the messy house. So on Thursday morning, after heading off to a step aerobics class (for the first time in many years--it was an effective workout, but I made a goober of myself by not knowing the steps) there was no guilt to stop me from playing the Sims 2 for several hours. :)
( She said days go by, I'm hypnotized... )
When I finally stopped, of course, we had to cook a lot of ( food. ) Between dinner and dessert HLM fell asleep on me on the couch... so cute! That hardly ever happens.
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I took a break from writing this to deal with the monstrous mound of dishes and return the house to its pre-holiday state, so doubtless it's time for me to figure out what I actually want to do this weekend besides inflict my will on innocent Sims. I probably wanted to mail out more Xmas packages, at the very least.
Yesterday was very nice. It even started out that way because Weds night I was energetic in that pissed-off, can't-settle-down way, and burned off the energy uncluttering the messy house. So on Thursday morning, after heading off to a step aerobics class (for the first time in many years--it was an effective workout, but I made a goober of myself by not knowing the steps) there was no guilt to stop me from playing the Sims 2 for several hours. :)
( She said days go by, I'm hypnotized... )
When I finally stopped, of course, we had to cook a lot of ( food. ) Between dinner and dessert HLM fell asleep on me on the couch... so cute! That hardly ever happens.
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I took a break from writing this to deal with the monstrous mound of dishes and return the house to its pre-holiday state, so doubtless it's time for me to figure out what I actually want to do this weekend besides inflict my will on innocent Sims. I probably wanted to mail out more Xmas packages, at the very least.