…And here it comes.
I sat at my dining room table this afternoon after a trip to Barnes and Noble (where I picked up the next book in the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants series-DON’T JUDGE-and a super inspirational magazine about the workspaces of creative women that was way more expensive than I thought it would be but I convinced myself that I needed it-DON’T JUDGE).
So I’m sitting at my dining room table, telling myself that I must work first (do a bit of studying for the GRE) and play later (read my new book and/or drool over the offices of women who are doing things that I dream of doing) when I start to notice that a dark cloud is creeping in over the trees. The longer I study, the darker it gets and the better I feel. I love being trapped in my house in weather like this when I’m in a creative mood and my laundry is cycling and a candle is burning and I’ve got time to kill.
Right now, everything is perfect. The way my house feels. The sound of the dryer. The rain coming down so hard I can’t even see the street…
Days like these are essential to my well-being. So now I don’t want to waste too much time on teh internetz. I’ve got stories to write and expensive magazines to look at!