A person, whose opinion I value, has suggested that my writing could be improved by organizing my thoughts in a more clear fashion. He is absolutely right, and I am going to start working on that...but not in this particular post.
My birthday was last week. My husband gave me a priceless gift: a brief return to sanity. I spent a glorious twenty six and one half hours all by myself in beautiful Mankato, MN. It wasn't a particularly glamorous or exciting trip, so I won't give you all of the details of how I spent my time. Instead, what follows is a list of things that occurred to me while I was by myself, playing tourist in a town that I should be much more familiar with then I actually am.
*First thrill of the trip: being able to listen to songs that I loved as a teenager without having to make a loud coughing noise or turn down the volume during swear words.
*Old, empty buildings make me sad.
*I'm fairly certain that Univision would be my favorite channel, if only I spoke Spanish. The first time I flipped past it there was a beautiful woman carrying on a serious conversation with a large green robot. The second time, a group of people were REALLY happy about Coca Cola, and the third time there was the most attractive Catholic priest that I have ever seen, doing... well I'm not sure what he was doing, but he was very earnest about it.
*Why do Old Navy's always smell like wet paint?
*You know that you're getting old when you walk into a store and can't tell if an article of clothing is supposed to be a shirt or a dress.
*Tip: When driving in a downtown area, no matter how small, look out for One-Way Street signs. The person who doesn't do this puts themselves in a potentially dangerous and certainly embarrassing situation. Don't ask me how I know this.
*Tip: ALWAYS keep your gut sucked in when wearing a baby-doll style shirt. If you don't, you will be shocked and appalled when you walk past a store window or mirror.
*I have a new found fascination with grocery stores. I went into a couple of them just to see if they had natural food sections. They can be hard to find in rural Minnesota, but are a necessity if you or someone you live with has food issues.
*If I see something pretty or interesting in a store, I have to touch it. I am such a hypocrite! I yell at my kids for that very thing every time we go to the store.
You can probably tell by these riveting thoughts that I had a wild and crazy time! It wasn't all that exciting, but it was just what I needed. I needed a chance to enjoy my own company for a while. And I did, I really, really did!
PS After reading this back, I've decided that I really do need to organize my thoughts more concisely. Kudos to you if you made it through this jumbled mess. It's not pretty, but I'm going to post it anyway. Part of the goal of this blog is to get me to write more. Sometimes it'll be good, other times not, and I'm going to learn to be okay with that.