with every heartbeat

As patterns of days and weeks repeat over time, the brain gradually overloads. Think of a laundry basket that hasn't been emptied in a while.. and you can't remember where the washer is. That thing'll just keep piling up until you have nothing left to wear. And rather than go about your daily business in the buff, you realize you'd better start digging around for the machine so you can get those things washed up and back on the shelves. Although I just did laundry a couple days ago, today, for the sake of my sanity, is that day.

But that doesn't even make sense because the first 3/4 of the day was still filled with busyness, frustration, and a struggle to pay attention in lecture. So even though tomorrow will be a regular 20-hour thursday, I'm taking most of tonight off. It was a hectic week. Sister+hub+his bro visiting, family birthdays, moving arrangements, miscellaneous obligations, a foot of snow and ice to make driving just that much safer, as well as all the regular time-consuming school commitments and free time for him.

Yes, I have a new place to live. No, I haven't moved in for the past week, mainly because I don't have keys yet, and it's a 45 minute drive away. = Time I don't have. And it's no easier having roommate #1 in Toronto for a week and a half, and roommate #2 working all the time. It's also not the ideal place, and lacks one of the main items I would have searched for: plenty of windows and a decent view from my solarium room. Who would have thought the solarium would be the room with the smallest window?

Grumpiness recognized and homemade turkey soup consumed, I retreated to my room at home to sit and listen to some calm music, and .. do whatever else it is i've been doing. Don't ask, because I don't even know.. I was listening to songs on youtube for a while, that's about all I can think of. Really its just been a lot of reclining and staring at nothing and unloading my brain into the atmosphere. Get that stuff washed up.

.. And i just smacked myself on the bridge of my nose with my knuckle after spotting what seemed to be a fly appear disturbingly close to my eyes. Ugh.

Tumble Tumble Wash Wash.