Excessive

Oh hey you're cool if I have to open tomorrow at 6am instead of 7am right? Just get up an hour earlier and what not? Oh, okay, cool.

Today was a pretty good day if I do say so myself. It was a day floating in a make believe place of wonder and calmness and relaxation, where nothing existed but what was happening directly around me, inside my apartment, or on my sidewalk. Nothing mattered except what I decided mattered, and that was a wonderful state to be in, a wonderful place to exist for a day. It's easy to look back on, at the end of the day, and think to myself, "it would be nice if this could be forever" but I know that's not possible, so it's nice to enjoy it for what it is, or was, or will be and return to the world of money and Windermere and school and stress, with a new memory, new feelings, new purpose and motivation.

Got up in the morning and made pretty decent breakfasts of scrambled eggs, toast, coffee, bacon and potato pancakes. It was nice... to sit at the computer with no specific agenda, no deadline or timetable, and just exist in contentment and comfort. I sat and worked on programming for what could've been hours, the time kind of flew by, working on that stuff, listening to music or the comedy button and just... feeling... good.

Around 3:30pm, Bekki and I walked to No Frills to get supplies for our night... we were having a taco night dinner and watching tv or a movie, treating it like a date (kinda). The walk was nice and it wasn't too cold, an enjoyable walk as usual. We stopped in at Shopper's first, and I spent an extraordinary amount of money, more than I had hoped I would. I got batteries, body wash, a movie, cream eggs, advil, sleeping pills... all in all it came to around $55. From there we went to No Frills and got all the supplies we'd need for the taco dinner... beef, wraps, veggies, etc etc, which was cheaper than the trip to Shopper's but whatever. It was nice, I felt no stress, only enjoyment. We walked home... the bags hurt my arm, and the wind hurt my ears, but we made it home.

We had dinner around 6pm after I had cleaned up the kitchen, and everything was prepared and laid out nicely for us to make badass taco's. We sat and watched Game of Thrones and enjoyed a beer while we ate, it was pretty awesome... nothing really describes it better.

It was getting late, and since I work so god damn early tomorrow, I decided to take a sleeping pill and bathe around 10:30pm, which was already late for the time I had to wake up. So now I'm trying my best to wind down, have a snack and wait for the pill to kick in. My goal is to be in bed with the light off and music on by midnight, giving me around 5 hours of sleep, which is about standard for a Sunday. Then tomorrow I'll come home and nap like an asshole, and hopefully avoid getting a headache or migraine... should work out... right?

Work should be relatively easy tomorrow, and I get to leave at 2pm, so that's good. My days off are on Tuesday and Thursday, spread out which is kinda balls in the mouth, but what're you gonna do? Nothin.

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