Today I went to work and had a grand old time. After work, I came back to an empty apartment and just chilled. And watched some TV. And ate dinner. And watched some more TV. And laid down on the couch. And did more of nothing. I was driving myself crazy! I was actually getting so restless and anxious to be doing something, that I thought I might go crazy if I didn't do something.
For the past so many years of my life, I've worked hard. And now, I literally have nothing to do. And that makes me insane!!! I'm half tempted to sign up for a continuing education class at BYU. I think I'm going to sign up for a yoga class at the Provo Rec Center. I've started a needlepoint. I'm making Brian a book. I'm organizing my files. This all has just been decided today because I have nothing to do.
Isn't it sad that when I finally have some time to do nothing, I can't. I'm sick, I tell you. Sick!
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Yes indeed. It's called "workaholic." Just breathe, girl.
A yoga class is a grand idea! Do you want a friend? I need to get out and moving! I think I'm getting fat (that or I'm prego! Aaaaah!!!) ;)
What sort of book are you making Brian?
I'm tired. I would like to have some time to sleep. Hmmm. Sleep. Are you at least sleeping some? Or are you so used to no sleep that you only get four hours a night?
I'm making Brian a "Form" book. Long story to write via comment, it will have to be done verbally.
I think we should be yoga buddies. That would be great! The Provo Rec center doesn't offer yoga--only pilates. I think maybe Gold's gym does. But do I really want to sign up for a contract? Me thinks not. Maybe. I dunno.
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