For the first time in my life since before high school (when I started becoming insanely busy with activities and work), I can do just about anything I want. I have no idea what to do with myself. This is both daunting and exciting. So much potential, yet so much opportunity to do literally nothing. One thing is for sure, however, I want to ensure that I both take this time to rest, relax and enjoy life, but also to live to the fullest - sure I may not be employed by a job, but I have an endless list of things I can be doing! I might as well get a start on them.
Today I...
...slept in until almost 11am
...made a four-layer German Chocolate Cake
...watched multiple shows on Netflix
....cleaned my house (except my room)
...picked up photos at the store
...made a long list of all the things I can do now that I have limitless free time
...felt like a Homeschooler
I found myself listening to movie soundtracks chastising my housemate for drinking and organizing my embroidery floss - for the first time in my life. For all the years that I was homeschooled I couldn't find the time or the $2 to purchase an organization box? go figure. So here I am, 6 years post-homeschool, doing just that.
Why this seemingly anti-social interaction, you may ask? Kyle is at a bachelor party for a friend.
I stand corrected. Dance and music are my drugs of choice; I am an unashamed addict. As such, they prove to be necessary components of my life.
Last night we played Dance Central, and I could not stop. I literally had to keep going. I had to try as many songs and levels as possible. I was exhausted, but I could not pull myself away. What made me stop? The xbox froze - it was most unfortunate. As much as the death plies hurt yesterday, I find myself craving more. I stayed up too late last night because I was on continuous youtube related videos for my favorite artists.
Also: I came across this on my time I spent online recently, and needless to say, I love everything about it:
Day 3 Shred
I slept sore, I woke up sore, I am stiff, sore, and still sore.
Day 4 Shred
Burn. Feel the Burn.
Day 5 Shred...?
So I missed a day due to visiting with the ever lovely and wonderful Kara and her darling and adorable son and her family, driving up to Salem to check out the party rental store, and plant some flowers for the wedding at Kyle's Grandpa's house, then we went back to Corvallis for our friend Matt and Al's wedding, then on to Kyle's surprise plans --- a Greg Laswell concert in Portland! Best surprise since he proposed! It was wonderful. I was so surprised. Greg Laswell is one of my top favorite musicians.
Actual Shred Day 5
Did today's workout with Kyle. Today seemed a bit better - perhaps because of the short break I was allowed since no workout yesterday?
Day 6 Shred
Did it again with Kyle. It's definitely not nearly as miserably challenging at first, but I still can't do all of everything completely (if that wasn't redundant, I'm not sure what is...).
Day 7 Shred
Missed yesterday, but I'm not beating myself up over it too much. I was way tired. I got to Kyle's and ended up napping with the kittens (pics coming soon, hopefully).
Overall today is going well, shred-wise. I think a neighbor kid saw me from the street (awkward), but none the less fine.
Day 2 of Shred
I woke up incredibly sore. I am sore. My muscles hurt. I cannot rephrase this enough. I am so sore -- but I did it. Day 2, consider yourself done. I really need to work on the whole 90 degree angles and such. I still cannot finish a single strength series. It's pathetic. I'm pathetic!!! I have faith that I can work myself up to the normal amount and not be ashamed of it. Besides, I'm working with 5lb weights here peoples! It's difficult!
After gracing my aching body with another beastly workout, I noticed that my bedroom windowsill is exactly barre height. Lightbulb. I frantically search my iTunes for this one album my ballet instructor gave me as I was departing for college. Upon finding it, I donned my canvas shoes and did a few plies.
Death Plies.
I am horrible at ballet anymore, this is miserable! Curse you grad school for making me sacrifice all the things I have forever been passionate about... and continue to lack any sort of income to pursue. I decided to not go much farther than a few super basic combinations. It is so incredibly humiliating. I am kinda glad I have not signed myself up for an actual dance class just yet. (.....yet) Additionally, Kyle and I are borrowing a friends copy of Dance Central, so I'm hoping that will be fun.
Upon further searching of iTunes for more ballet barre related music, I found that both Sigur Ros and Regina Spektor have a new album out. Yeah. I might own them now. This is why iTunes is a bad thing for me to visit frequently.
I would argue that music and dance are two languages I know how to speak well; but I've lost practice and am not immersed in them anymore, so I have lost my fluency. Time to step it back up.
