I woke up this morning to the pitter-patter of raindrops streaming down my windows. I got up to admire it, but soon retired to bed again where, aided and abetted by my kindle, I stayed until noon. It reminded me of The Egg and I when Betty MacDonald said staying in bed late on her chicken farm made her feel like "a cross between a boll-weevil and a slut." Personally, I just felt like a cat, getting to do exactly as I pleased. If I get to be reincarnated I'm coming back as a cat, preferably one belonging to someone particularly indulgent in regards to tuna and cream.
When I finally got up and had lunch (chow mein) I got dressed and tidied up the apartment a little before going to CVS and getting a bunch of pre-strung flossers (I don't like them, they break all the time, but I can't find one of those heavy-duty reusable flossers there), a pair of toothbrush traveling cases, and a tooth-whitening kit. I nearly got the cheaper kit with dissolving strips, but I really don't like the idea of dissolving strips, especially as you're not supposed to touch your teeth with your tongue for 15 minutes after they've dissolved. Anyone who knows me knows I'd forget and that'd be a total waste of my precious money!
I haven't whitened my teeth for a year and I'm going to give the (non-dissolving) strips a try, since my dentist said they're more effective than the trays (which I tried previously) and irritate peoples' gums less. When I used the trays I had to take a 3 day break in the middle because my gums were so irritated and sore.
So now I'm sitting here in my armchair, feet up on my deskchair, listening to jazz and blues and swing (thank you, internet radio)while admiring the view of the tree outside my window and the brilliantly blue California sky beyond it.
I thought about going to the beach, but that would require taking my car out and I'm trying to use as little gas as possible, so I won't have to fill up before I leave for Orlando. Which reminds me, I need to book the car service to to drop me off at the airport when I leave and pick me up when I return.
Being grown-up and going on vacation is stressful in itself. If you're going to a far-away airport and your friends are all out of town, do you risk a taxi or book a car service? How do you ensure your bills will be paid on time? (I was going to send them extra money to give me a positive balance to deduct from while I was away, but I couldn't contact them about it, so I'm just writing down their internet paying methods and will pay over the internet, extra fees be damned!) What do you bring with you? How do you protect what you leave behind?
Of course I have it a little easier than most because I'm taking everything valuable with me, but still. It's a pain.
My place is still a little messy but I'm feeling disinclined to clean it further, although I do have the windows open to let out the smell of stale Chinese food, and the fan whirring lazily overhead.
Tomorrow I have to get back to work on my 510 final and my job, so I am enjoying today with all my might. Do I read more books? Do I work on my manuscripts? Or should I just sit here with my feet up and do absolutely nothing?
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