an explanation

I just want to offer a quick excuse for my silence here as of late:

This week was the kids’ spring break, and my family left me. Well, didn’t *leave me* leave me, but everyone but me traveled south to my mom’s. I have been alone for almost an entire week.

I was supposed to have a writing-fest, but unlucky for me, this was also the week that I collected and returned 3 classes worth of extended research papers–what amounted to about 600 pages of reading and grading.

Happily the grading is done, but the only writing I have been able to finish has been another substantial revision to the prospectus. And there has been a good reason for my inability to get anything else done: I don’t know what to do with myself when I don’t have other people to take care of. I don’t know how to take care of MYSELF by myself. I forget to eat breakfast. I lose track of where I’m supposed to be. I don’t know what day it is–one day I nearly forgot it was a teaching day. Luckily I have friends: running with D has been a godsend in that I actually have a reason to get up in the morning.

Left to my own devices, I’ve done things like:

stop at Arctic King (our favorite local ice cream stand) on the way from from work for dinner. What was dinner, you ask? A Hoffman hot dog and a 24 oz chocolate milkshake.

watch movies “to keep me company.” Which movies, you ask? Only movies I’ve already seen: The 40 Year Old Virgin, The Italian Job, and Tristan and Isolde. My theory is that having the TV on makes me feel less lonely, but playing movies that I’ve seen doesn’t require me to give all my attention. The problem is that James Franco essentially requires *ALL* my attention. He’s required all my attention FOUR times already. (See what I mean? I’m useless! and crazy!)

sleep on the couch. I’ve become so lazy I can’t drag my fanny upstairs to sleep. Well, that’s only half-true. I’m also a teensy bit scared to sleep upstairs by myself. (What is WRONG with me??)

spend hours on YouTube watching (what else?) trailers and interviews with James Franco. (Pathetic, really.)

bug all my friends to hang out with me. I have successfully wrangled a ham dinner AND home made meatballs out of my dear neighbor D; a great celebratory fest and blueberry pancake breakfast out of C in honor of her exam-finishing, a salad-sharing eve with T, and lunch with Rainbowhair and Runningburro.

So you see? I’ve been busy with very important stuff. I’m off to make a batch of Rice Krispie treats–all for ME!


3 thoughts on “an explanation

  1. gurl, you don’t never need to do no explaining to this crowd. I lived on my own for 8-ish years. I was doing stuff like putting the tv on Spanish channels, telling myself that I was trying to recoup my lost foreign language skills…

    Good job on getting the revision done!

  2. Welcome to my world. Enjoy. (Okay, it’s hard to enjoy the scary part, which I also understand. I *am* the person who required an escort to the basement after watching 28 Days Later. And my favorite nightcap: ice cream (or toast and hot chocolate) and E! News at 11pm…

  3. When rainbow hair is gone, I always sleep on the couch ’cause it’s more cozy than sleeping in a big bed all by myself (I always bitch about him taking up more than his share of the bed, but when he’s gone, I kind of miss it. Go figure).

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