Monday

How to renew: A week of reflection.

Beginning today, I'm going to log my daily activity for a week. I'm trying to understand where my things go. My time, money, thoughts, goals, calories! .. all of it. Plus doesn't it just sound fun to record and reflect on the every day?
I encourage you to do it too!


I read and walked for miles at night along the beach, writing bad blank verse and searching endlessly for someone wonderful who would step out of the darkness and change my life. It never crossed my mind that that person could be me.
--Anna Quindlen
LOG 1/7
5:00a- Roll over and shut off my cell phone alarm: harry potter theme song.
5:01a-close my eyes, curl up in my down comforter (poor bird :[ i never realized, i swear.) think "i should not do this."
5:05a-start awake, fall out of bed in the dark in a hurry.
5:06-brush my teeth, brush my hair, with eyes closed because they haven't adjusted to the light yet.
5:10-stare at my open closet for a full tw0 minutes.
5:12-get dressed.
5:14-grab everything. (personal bag, school bag, jewelery.) rush up the stairs.
5:15-find something to eat, irritated that i can't sit down and eat a hot breakfast.
5:16- head out the door with breakfast in hand. turn around and run back down the stairs cursing and retreive forgotten cell phone. take 2-3 minutes because its hidden in the bed somewhere.
5:19-pull out of driveway, knowing i'll be 5 minutes late because i was supposed to leave promptly at 5:15.
5:30-arrive at work, read blogs and emails. ohhh and work.
10:30-leave work (hoorah!)
10:50-arrive at school. drive around the parking lot for like 17.2 minutes looking for a spot. freak out when a spider webbs (word?) into my car from the window. ask some random boy to help me. (but don't kill it! just let it go. thanks.)
11:ish-go find a computer (takes 8.6 minutes. lots of students.) and do history vocabulary that i have neglected.
12:02-arrive at philosophy. scan class for cute boy i saw on the first day and haven't seen since. (big class.) do homework from other classes, argue with the teacher in my head, text some people. think about how hungry i am.
12:50-leave class, go to bathroom and fix my self up for institute. (cute boy.)
12:56-arrive at institute, notice that cute boy has put his stuff on MY seat, so now i can't sit next to him anymore. what does that even mean?! be ornery.
1:50-leave institute in a huff.
2:00-arrive at history. sit next to my two new friends. laugh a lot when first the TA falls down (oops) and then again when the boy tipping his chair back finally falls. keep laughing after everyone else has stopped, bury face in bag, hear friend #2 comment on how my face matches my fushia cardigan. laugh and laugh and laugh. almost forget to turn in history vocabulary.
2:50-leave class and go to library. grudgingly do math homework that i have neglected. for breaks, sneak into ex missionary's email account. (what!)
5:00-go to math.
5:50-leave math early. (gotta stop doing that.) (ends at 6:25)
6:30-arrive at home. tell mom stories, (institute boy, you crazy.) eat some yummy veggies and brown rice that mom cooked. put away my clothes that have slept with me in my bed for a week now. I've been pretty warm. that is kind of gross that i do that.
7:30-dye regrowth of hair, dye eyebrows (they're blond, okay. hair on rest of head is not blond.)
8:00-go upstairs for family prayer and experience ridicule and mocking over the dye.
8:10-shower.
8:30-text bailey and tell her i'll be over VERY fast i just need to do some stuff first.
9:30-tell bailey i'm leaving right now!
10:00-arrive at bailey's house. (2 minute drive from my house.) watch baby mama. love it, oddly. (not very good.)
12:24a-get home, bring the potato chips downstairs with me. togther we join house for an episode or two..
12?-at some point, fall asleep. wake up! sleepwalk to bed, crunching potato chip bag. pray. fall back to sleep, smiling with content because i don't have to work until 10 tomorrow.



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love after love

The time will come when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say
sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger
who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread.
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life...

Take down the love
letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs,
the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.

~Derek Walcott

bring it on back

and i am telling you..

i'm karlee. i have a husband and a daughter. (well ok, she's a puppy.) this is the world through my eyes.

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