I had bread, I had cheese, and I had an iron. What was I supposed to do?
It’s my turn to be busy at work this week, and for a couple more weeks after that actually. I’m trying to prepare two abstracts to submit to the main conference in my field, which just happens to be in Barcelona this year. Barcelona Spain. But of course it’s just about the science, exchanging ideas and whatnot, really it is. Submitting abstracts is the first of many steps – whether I’ll get to actually go will be up to the powers above who would be funding this travel.
My point is that I’ve had very little time and brain power left at the end of the day to do much more than make some variation of pasta for dinner, pour myself a glass of wine (actually John did that, nevermind) and settle brain dead on the couch. Unfortunately, thoughtful blog posts did not appear at the bottom of the wineglass, nor hidden in the dialogue of Modern Family as I had hoped. So instead you get this.
One task I have found energy for is searching out a cabin to rent for our one year anniversary coming up July 3rd. It is a long weekend so we’ll have three glorious nights of relaxed bliss on the lovely Sunshine Coast of British Columbia. My hope is to recreate the jello-like state I achieved in Hawaii on our honeymoon, and for this we require:
- A private cabin away from internet, work, home, and any other reminders of productive things I could be doing. The guilt, it haunts me.
- Proximity to water – staring at the constant and hypnotic movement of water or fire are the closest I’ve come to calming my mind. It’s my form of meditation. John is the same way.
- Presence of our newest family member, Cassie.
- Optional but helpful for creating jello-like state: hot tub or sauna.
Turns out this is a bit tricky to find since most places want you to stay for an entire week (oh how I wish!), however, here are a few options that might work and are causing me to drool in anticipation:
I promise to have something more thoughtful to say next week (dependent of course on The Bachelor providing deep, thoughtful material – seems like a safe assumption).
P.S. Got the title? If not, you’re not spending nearly enough time watching mindless television. It’s a sampling of the brilliance of Luke from Modern Family who I believe to be a recreation of John as a child.