Lazy Days

The last day of school was yesterday, which means I have approximately 2 months before I'm heading back to my classroom to get ready for next year. While I'm sure the first couple of weeks of my vacation will be quite relaxing, I'm a bit concerned about how I'll feel once I realize I have nothing to do. Therefore, I'm soliciting suggestions for what I should do during my summer break.

(If you have a blog (that means you Linds and Lib) and you don't post a suggestion, I will begin to seriously doubt our friendship.)

I think I'm failing...

A couple of weeks ago I found a notebook containing my list of New Year's resolutions for this year. I couldn't remember any of my resolutions, so I decided to glance over it to review how I was doing.

Resolution #2: Read 2 books a month.
How it's going? Not so well. I had been reading the same book since November. Last week I officially gave up and began a new one. I'm 3 chapters in. Wish me luck.

Resolution #3: Exercise at least 4 times per week.
How it's going? It's not. Post-work-laziness and tendinitis of the shoulder have left me unmotivated. But now that the weather is warming up (haha, not really), I've decided I'll start running after work.

Resolution #4: Write in my journal.
How it's going? I think I've maybe put in 2 entries since the New Year. Maybe it's time for me to decide that my journaling days have passed. Aren't those things for junior high-ers anyway?

Resolution #6: Cook one new thing every month.
How it's going? Really, really good. Thank goodness for monthly themed dinners with good friends. I've recently discovered that I can make a really tasty queso dip and killer veggie lasagna.

Resolution #7: Drink 8 glasses of water a day.
How it's going? Does coffee satisfy this requirement? I like water. I really do. I just forget about it.

I'm really not comfortable with failure, so I guess I'm off to get a glass of water before departing on my 5 mile bicycle ride to the park where I will sit on a bench reading my new library book.

(P.S. I know how to count, but I found a couple of resolutions too personal or redundant to write about, so I left them out.)

My Apologies

So...I've received emails and phone calls all related to my "emo" moment last night. I'm very sorry to have worried anyone. I was having a rough few days and my letter was meant to be a cathartic experience for me. It was. I feel much, much better today.

A Letter

I've been having a really rough week and it has everything to do with you. I've been exhausted the past couple of days and I know it's because of worry, frustration, and sadness over what I did. I wish I was stronger. I wish you would let me apologize for how I treated you. I wish I didn't have guilt over the way you are treating me right now. I don't want to care, but I can't help it. This is just how I am.

January Blahs

I don't really like January all that much. It's cold, gray, depressing, long. The Christmas high has worn off. You can see and taste the air, at least you can in SLC. It just isn't a great month. This time of year I start begging my family to plan a trip to southern Utah so that I can spend a few days in the sunshine. Luckily for me, they usually go for it, which isn't usually the case with a lot of my schemes.



Anyway, today was fun. I went with my parents up to Park City to attempt to stargaze at the Sundance Film Festival. I'm always really embarrassed to be up there with them around film fest time because they have a tendency to loudly argue about the best methods to find celebrities. I also start to feel a little territorial when we go up for it. Park City is my favorite place in Utah. I often think that if I stay in Utah for the rest of my life that it will be okay as long as I have a home and job in Park City. It makes me upset to see tons of press and other starstruck Utahns, such as myself, clog up Main Street.



All right. I am getting away from where this post was intended to go, if it even had a destination in the first place. Our day in Park City was quite successful. My parents sighted Peter Gallagher, of The OC fame. We joined a mob of people surrounding Elijah Wood, aka Frodo, as he conversed with one of his people. And my mom got a picture with Pierce Brosnin. I may never hear the end of that one. There were also rumors of Ashton Kutcher being in the vicinity. Alas, we could not find him. But Linds and Andy apparently saw Ashty after viewing his film. I look forward to hearing their story of this sometime in the future.

Ramblings

I'm really dreading returning to work on Monday. I've become quite accustomed to living life without my alarm clock and will probably feel devastated when it goes off Monday morning. Sure, I've been bored a great deal since my Christmas break began. But I sure will miss the little things, like non-sack lunches, staying up past midnight, and checking my facebook account 43 times a day.

On the other hand, not working has led me to spend massive quantities of money that I shouldn't be spending if I want to move out and go on my two-week long vacation this summer. I'm also pretty..."out of it" a lot of the time. Too little mental stimulation makes me weird.

I also decided just this morning that I am going to go on a 90% meat free diet, except for fish products. Yes, I said "products." I think I was semi-inspired by my friends' sugar-free New Year's resolution. I don't really have a sugar problem. But I've considered vegetarianism for years now. And I kind of want to see what life is like mostly meat free. Now, I haven't quite figured out what 90% means yet. It could mean that for every 10 calories I consume, only 1 of those calories can come from meat foods. It might also mean that out of 10 meals, only one can have meat. Hm. Maybe I'll just say that once a week I can indulge in a burger or steak. Otherwise, it's meatless for me.

Finally, I have discovered a great scam that is going on in the spa industry. Well, I didn't really discover it. But I had forgotten about it until this morning. My parents gave me a spa gift certificate for Christmas, and today I happily used it. However, I think it is very cunning of spa personnel to make you all relaxed and feeling good about life and then ask you to buy their far-too-expensive products. Can anybody really say "no" when their brain is set to zen mode?

Ugh

I hate New Year's Eve. It is by far my least favorite holiday of all the holidays. If I could pick (which I guess I really can), I would spend all day tomorrow in my pajamas, under my covers, until the day had passed. You might be asking yourself, "Why, oh why, does Melissa loathe New Year's Eve so very much?" The reason is that it is consistently a let down for me. In fact, some of my worst days happened on New Year's Eve. But I don't need to go into detail about any of that trauma, except to say that 12/31/06 is a day that will live in infamy in my heart. It was so bad that I spent the entire day of 1/1/07 in bed crying. I should have known then that 2007 would be one of the most hellacious experiences of my life....

Well, since there's no avoiding it, I guess there is only one thing to do, besides hiding under the bed. I'm just going to live in denial. Pretend like it isn't even New Year's. In fact, I don't think I'll even shower tomorrow. And I will NOT drink champagne. Nobody better hand me a noise maker because I will crush it with my bare hands.

Happy freaking New Year's.