Since my new double bed mattress arrived on Saturday, I have been feeling very homely.
I don't know if it's because I finally a mattress that's not like a sardine can. Or perhaps it's because I've finally got something to call my own. Whatever it is, I really love it. I come home and I just want to lie in bed all day. On Sunday I lay in bed for an hour after I woke up, just enjoying the space around me (I tend to sleep right down the middle on my back on every mattress, big or small. I think it's a habit I've developed from sleeping on single beds all my life. You can't really afford to move on them). Then I got up, went for a run to the beach (which smelt strongly of oysters), then came back and spent a couple hours hanging around, doing some work and cooking lunch. What a difference a bed makes!
Another reason why the double bed makes me feel homely is possibly because it makes me feel like I'm finally making space for someone else in my life. Sadly, I have no-one to add to my life at the moment (long story for another time), but somehow the idea still excites me. There is someone out there who is waiting to roll into me in the middle of the night, and ruin my towels (I just bought two - I told you I'm feeling homely!). I just don't know when or who! But they're out there ;)
I just reread that last paragraph and BOY AM I DESPERATE. Ha!
On another note, I woke up feeling really happy today. I woke up this morning feeling really different. Despite all the crazy stuff that's been happening (okay okay...so K and I decided to give it a go for a week but then he decided it was too hard and I'm devastated but getting on with it), I woke up feeling really positive about life. I guess any shake up, no matter how big or small is going to make you reassess what's important about your life and what your goals are. So while I was supposed to be listening to instructions during Feldenkris (this body awareness lying down going to sleep kind of class) I started daydreaming about my goals. And I suddenly felt very strongly about going to New York after I finish school. While the teacher was telling us to punch the air with our feet, I was dreaming about doing a film during third year and then going to New York to do theatre the year after. Then I had this massive craving for food and went home and ate a lot of chocolate.
Let's face it, I'm not handling this whole break up thing very well. Gaaaahhhh...
I miss my girlfriends :(
