After the past few weeks you've hadyou really just need a day to decompress and recharge, by yourself.Thankfully you hadn't had anything really planned for today. Whileyou did want to go to Saturday Night Dead that was your only realactivity planned for the day. There may have been a few choresscattered around to do and a grocery run to make but you could do allthat tomorrow. These past two weeks more than guaranteed you a day ofrest and laziness.
Today you planned on doing nothing.
Though looking through your barefridge maybe you really should at least go grocery shopping. But withthe wake up call you gave yourself this morning, it took a lot out ofyou, you really didn't feel like being productive in any shape orform today.
Closing the freezer after securingyour breakfast, a vegan burrito – the microwavable ones just tastebetter – and a pedialyte pop you notice your calendar. It's offdate because of your missing two weeks. When you pop the burrito inthe microwave you take the time to start marking off the missed days.June's already over with so you flip the page and fuck!
Little Jo's recital is next weekend.
You still need to find something tocover your shoulders. Or a nice simple black blouse, though youreally would prefer a cardigan or shawl. You sweat so much you'd hateto stand out in sweat soaked apparel. Just thinking of all the overlysouthern comments of "like a sinner in church" has you cringing.Sweating through your top really isn't ever ideal and especially notat such a formal recital. Your anxiety is going through the roof atthe thought of all those eyes on you.
It's a big reason wearing a suit nevereven crossed your mind. As dashing as you look in them you sweat waytoo much and look like you just got dredged up from the lake notfifteen minutes later.
Unfortunately it seems your do nothingday has turned into a thrifting day. Might as well tack on that tripto Leo's while you're at it. The chores however, can wait for anotherday...maybe even next week altogether.
Calculating your trips you estimatethat even with the hour it normally takes you to buy and put awayyour groceries you should still have enough time to hit up the lastfour stores you had wanted to hit the other week. You'd done yourresearch on these neighborhoods and they were all either decentlywealthy or had a high number of elderly women who were sure to begifting their well loved vintage items to second hand shops, givingthem a second chance at life with a younger generation. There's boundto be a shawl or something at at least one of these shops.
It's decided you'll go right afterbreakfast and be done by lunch time.
The microwave beeps as you throw awayyour popsicle wrapper. Great the sooner you start your hunt thesooner it can end and the more time you will have for your welldeserved solitude. You really have missed just existing within yourown space. And without the constant feeling of dread that wheneveryou left your room you'd be reminded of how hectic your life hasbecome.
But you're home now, there's asecurity system in place and you have two Nate free days. Hopes andspirits are high today! Let the Hunt begin!
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