Thursday, January 23, 2014

Budgets and Beers and Boys in Bands in Bars

Dog sitting.

A time of solitude and reflection.

Meditation.

Betterment.

A paid hiatus.

This time around, I thought I'd do a purge of sorts. Yesterday, I left my house and all bad habits behind,  so that this weekend, I can purify my mind, body and spirit after a real whirlwind of a holiday season.

I'm so serious right now, that I'm drinking juice, and not the stuff you get in a jug. No. I made juice with an actual, "Magic Bullet." Spinach, Peas, Strawberries, Blue Berries, and Raspberries. Yup. Nothing says purge like Juice Fast!

However, there IS a freezer full of frozen pizzas, and… I probably won't be able to resist cooking up a beef tenderloin tonight. B & L brought home 50lbs of beef, and told me to eat it. Soooo…

It's three pm, and for once I am wishing it was dark out, as I feel guilty plugging into Netflix while the sun still shines… Even if that sun is shining on an 8 below day.

You see, my seasonal Mall job ended, so now I'm retired. Unlike my other Conservation Corps Peers, I delayed retirement for a whole month. I'm glad I did, but now they're all getting jobs already, and I'm just starting my new life. A life that, five days in has been a blast.

Under a week ago, I went with a Boy to see a Band called the drug Budget. I think my subconscious had a plan for me, because while on the surface I was like, "Whatever, I know these people…" Deep down, the intent was to summon the courage to get back with them. I did. I am through the roof excited.

This will increase both my trumpet output, and free beer input, which when combined greatly expands the party factor. Exponentially cooler than PAYING for drinks, and WATCHING other people perform.

All of this important to consider over the coming months as my retirement budget shrinks and shrinks.

Four more days here. I'll be back.