Pilates last night.
And I think the so-called “Magic Circle” you use in pilates was created in a special little corner of Hell. The same little corner where some demon’s spawn conceived of another little torture device called the “ab wheel.”
I hate this magic circle thing. Not a very popular sentiment as I found out when I casually mentioned that there seemed to be “nothing particularly magical about the magic circle” in class. From the look I got from the instructor, I can tell that I’ll be paying for that little quip for a few more classes.
Boy flew back into town today and has literally hit the ground running. He moves into the dorms next Friday, but everything he needs must be found and purchased tonight in order for it to collect the correct amount of dust sitting out in my garage until we pack up the car to head to his college dorm – twenty minutes away. God forbid he do a little thing I like to call “wait until you see what everyone else has brought before you go crazy buying things you won’t need.”
This is part of the reason I’m such a stress puppy these days. Everyone in my life needs what they need immediately, if not sooner. And, dammit, I’m always the one who makes herself crazy trying to get it for them.
You know, I totally want to chuck it all and go move to a little island in the middle of the ocean with no phones, no computers, and no one who needs me. Just me and some big guy who’ll take care of me and do my bidding.
It would help if he were good at spear fishing and building huts from palm fronds. I’m thinking that those guys who are over-educated and well-heeled would be seriously under qualified in those circumstances.
But until the day comes when I can run away from home and spend my days keeping the beach hut clean and hanging out in the hammock while I’m waiting for the Big Kahuna to come home from a long day on the golf course he created on a patch of grassy dune, I guess I’ll just have to hang here…
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
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6 comments:
Wow. I like your dream. Big Kahuna. I likey.
Why does everybody have to have everything NOW!? I'm all for instant gratification, but you know we are all just impatient creatures. Especially the kiddos these days, and we run ourselves ragged trying to help. In circles as a matter of fact!
Hope you get a little down time soon.
I remember the abundance of things everyone in my dorm had freshman year that most of us never even used. Keep the receipts!
would you mind terribly if I came to your little island? I'll bring my own houseboy and stay on my side of the island ... and when people come looking for you, I'll say "Paige who? I know nothing of this Paige you speak of" ... and you could do the same for me on your side of the island. That would be good, no?
Oh yes, I remember suggesting the same 'wait and see' plan to my daughters, but with no takers. Good luck, and maybe if you move slowly enough, Boy will either downsize the shopping list or do it himself. haha
When you find that spot, let me know. I'll be there in a NEW YORK MINUTE.
sounds great but I'd be bored after about five days. I need more than a big kahuna. I need TRHONJ and stuff like that
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