I know, I can be considered a bit looney for doing this, AND I keep doing it every year. I get up at 4:30 so I can be to the first sale by 6 a.m. My husband always wants to know what I am going to buy. What a silly question, how would I know?? I don't know until I've arrived! The one thing I always get are Christmas cards for the following year, and usually a few ornaments. I got those things and a few books I've been wanting to read one is "Living the Creative Life" and the other is "Eat Pray Love". I am anxious to dig into both of them. I had fun on my day shopping, but was I ever exhausted! I am definitely not a morning person, and don't like to shop (ok, besides junking and estate sales), but it is my one day! I even take a vacation day from work to do it.
Ok, enough hustle-bustle for one year... bring on 2008! It has been crazy getting ready for the Holidays (and a little too much this year in general). I want to be calmer in 2008. Whew, can you hear me breathing deeply and slowly? We'll see if my new plan works. You might be able to tell if I start using fewer exclamation points! (Can you picture me with less "exclamation" in my life)?
Anyway, in the spirit of creating calmness... the next morning at work was very slow and quiet, and at lunch I did something I never do. I took a new magazine and walked across the street to a little place called "Grand Vines" (which I love but don't visit often). They have a guitarist sometimes at lunch, and they did this day too! I sat at a chair by the window, ate my salad, read my "Romantic Homes" (Great job this month, Fifi!) and enjoyed the music just like a real sophisticated person. It was so peaceful, and I reveled in my newly minted state of calm. I could really live like this!
Then, my lunch hour was over, I went back to work at and it turned out to be one of the most chaotic afternoons we've had in a long time! Ugh. I will not be shaken, I will still pursue the elusive calm!
"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!” -Jack Kerouac