free day

music + movies + cooking + knitting + quilting + reading + naps = my friday.

2:52 a.m.

and i can’t get back to sleep. i came back, from a day at the paper studio, around 8, made some dinner (i.e. heated up frozen pizza while eating previously-addicting-now-a-tad-nauseating [i hate it when that happens] honey mustard pretzel bits), and then collapsed asleep a few minutes later. woke up with one arm above my head still asleep, and a steady rain on the skylights reminding me that i had some household chores to attend to, including feeding the various animals. finished that, got in bed, and still no sleep. i have that george harrison song in my head, what is life, as it has been for days now off-and-on.


i just dropped my parents off at the airport – they’re off to bolivia for three weeks – and i’m so excited to have the house alone. i love being with my family, but i’m definitely an introvert at heart, which means i love alone-time a whole lot. i had it in spades in l.a., sometimes too much in fact, but here i’ve had very very littles. so! of course i filled up my schedule with library gigs and there’s so much paper-related stuff to do as well, but i’m psyched nonetheless. i’m meeting up with an old college friend tomorrow and having some friends over on sunday for a little pool party but tonight, and every night for the next few weeks, i get to sit around, read, eat, and do anything i darn well please in absolute solitude. hooray, hooray.