Alone. I’ve never lived alone. I lived at home, I moved to a dorm, I moved back home, I got married. Maybe that’s why I have a fascination with being alone. I don’t really want to be alone, I just wonder what it’s like.
It’s okay, for a few days (mind you, this is only Day Two). But it’s a bit lonely. Not too bad, yet. I’m still enjoying it for now. But I miss my peeps.
Today is really the only day this week where I have NOTHING I have to do. All day to do what I want. I’m toying with the idea of going to the movies this afternoon to see Mama Mia. (I need to call my friend and see if she’s up for it, because I’m not stretching the alone theme THAT far.)
But, basically, I plan to spend my day sitting on my butt in front of the TV or stereo, knitting these:
I’m determined to finish the toe of my August sock (I’m about five rows from the toe decreases), and more importantly, FINISH the basketweave portion of my Hanami shawl (I’m on repeat 5 of 7).
And I plan to spend at least an hour practicing this:
I try to practice at least a half hour a day. I tell ya – this harp business is MUCH harder than I thought it would be. I was practicing pretty regularly the first month after I got it (Christmas), but then got a little discouraged at the slow going and let the business of life be an excuse for not practicing…. for about six months! I picked it back up again about two weeks ago and I’m determined to stick with it. One of these days I’ll upload you a little sound bite – but, really, right now that’d be like being forced to attend a grade school band recital… ya know, you do it because you love your kid to death, and want to support and encourage them, but as soon as their section is done you’re wondering if it would be rude to leave. Trust me, you are not emotionally invested in me enough to make you sit through that, yet.
So…. I’m off to be fruitful and productive in my aloneness. Oh yes…. Layla keeps wondering where everyone is.
(old pic, at her ultimate frowsiness… but one of my favorites and still cracks me up!)