Making up for lost time

With the end of the school year approaching, I feel like I'm getting a little bit of me time back one day at a time. As a driver, my everyday is consumed with concerns for the people I transport and the upkeep of the ancient vehicle they have given me to drive. By the time I return home, I'm exhausted from the overwhelming sense of responsibility and just want to stretch out on the couch with my hot n' spicy chips and watch rerun episodes of 'Royal Pains.' Writing is still very much a part of who I am, but these fingers have spent more time around the steering wheel than taping away on this keyboard. And I really regret having taken so much time off. So now I'm using this time on my day off to play a little catch-up, stretch my digits a little, see if I still have it in me.

And I promise I'll try not to use the word "time" again for the rest of this piece.

Aside from the pressures at work, Halbastram and I have been hitting a bit of a sour note these days. Nothing too bad, but it can get tiresome arguing over the little things over and over. Laundry, dinner, cleaning, what tone was used to answer a specific question. I guess, what's the worn-out phrase, "the honeymoon is over." Not that I'm going to let that ruin us. I know all of our problems are stress-related due to the impending move and work and whatnot. It might also be the fact that, since we work together, we see each other just about 24-hours a day. And as much as you may love a person, it's just too much after a while. So I've been trying to remedy that by planning outings with college friends, a weekend get-away to our favorite hotel, and putting together my own trip to California for the summer. Naturally that's the one I'm looking forward to the most.

I've been saving my pennies and dimes for my plane ticket to see my bestest out in Cali. Despite the already obvious tint to my skin, I feel the need for an authentic L.A. tan. And if I play my cards right, a weekend in Vegas may be queued up too. Of course, I'd like to take Halbastram but (a) he hates to fly and (b) he's not fond of California. He doesn't kind of dislike it. There's a deep-seeded hatred for it. So I didn't even bother asking since I knew what the answer would be. But his response to me going was, "well, if you can afford it..." Here's hoping I can, since new fees appear with these airlines almost whenever the sun rises.

A bright spot in my gloomy May: Halbastram and I went dress shopping @ H&M one random Sunday. Since this is graduation & prom month, I knew I'd need an outfit to wear to each occasion. Depsite being a gal, I generally hate shopping for dresses & jeans. Dresses are a pain because having a large badonkadonk and a small upper half makes for a rather odd fitting contraption. However, this venture was different. I tried on three dresses in the same size (which I will keep to myself) and, surprise surprise! they all fit. Nicely. To a "t." To celebrate this feat, Halbastram and I went out for baby back ribs at the local Chili's. This is how suburban celebrations are done.

Did I buy any of the dresses? No. But I have my reasons. Since they all fit, and I wasn't expecting them too, I knew I could only take one. Being unable to decide, I took none. Which made sense at the time.

Yet, I am still dressless. *le sigh*

It's a sad sad day when your most exciting event happened because a few dresses fit. But as I said, with summer approaching, I know things will turn around. This will be my last summer before I go back to hit the books, so I plan to make it memorable. Be on the lookout for more updates. I promise I'll stick around more this time.