Moving on, after 2 weeks of the shittiest luck ever, involving unsolvable medical annoyances, yelling at doctors, missing trains, canceled trains, a traumatizing movie and more missed trains, I am pleased to announce the successful completion of a perfect saturday. It started off a little shaky. I usually prefer to clean the place as soon as possible to get it feeling like a proper place to live after a week of neglect. Admittedly not the most fun thing to do on the weekend. Then there is the matter of grocery getting, which usually comes next and we were about to get our boots on and brave the snow when I decided, screw that. Let's go back to bed, bring in the tv and the dvd player, order some damn food to be brought to us and watch the Royal Tennebaums for the zillionth time because that movie gets better each time it's watched. So we did just that mi amigos. Our food arrived and we had to answer the door in housecoats-at 2 pm in the afternoon.
The delivery man politely averted his eyes and comments. Onion rings, spicy fries, vegetable subs and a vegetarian club sandwich with rice milk chocolate is a recommendable meal to consume in your bed, while watching Wes Anderson on a cold and snowy Saturday.
It was nearly dark when we finally decided to haul ourselves out of bed. We had been venturing out only to keep the fire stoked, which had toasted up the house nicely, so we pulled the tv back out, turned on the christmas tree, had some hot beverages and geared ourselves up for an evening trip to the grocery store.
The night was mild and the sky was clear with a few stars twinkling, the store was empty, save for a few single men shopping in the frozen food section and some teenagers, waiting for their friends to be done stacking cans of crushed pineapple and pickled pigs feet on the shelves. How leisurely it was to stroll through the empty aisles at our own pace. We called a cab to take us back home and enjoyed the spoils of our conquest, despite still being slightly full of all the fried goodness of our earlier meal.
Ah yes, sloth and gluttony doth perfection make. It's not like that. We usually eat so careful and work pretty hard. That was the first time in forever we took a whole day to just relax and laze about "indulging our fancies", as they cavemen used to say.
A most agreeable saturday indeed. What I would like to take from that into the next week is the feeling of ease and light-heartedness a bit of rest and attention to desires can bring. Remind me because I might forget quickly. I shall approach the coming week as if my pajamas and slippers were on and my pillow and blanket were at hand whenever I needed them. Sort of like a crazy person. Crazy like a FOX, who's having a lie-in. Er...G'night.
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