Where I contemplate a full day to myself.
I’m really freaking tired. The past two weeks have had me working my regular job, moving offices at said job, going through tech week of Guys & Dolls, playing six performances of Guys & Dolls, trying to figure out how I’ll approach my project for National Novel Writer’s Month, working on some behind-the-scenes magic for Write On Edge, running a half-marathon and a zombie 5k, and playing with my organ at church. Oh, and parenting my two little
ruffians angels. Oh, yeah, and getting over pneumonia.
So, I’m not quite myself. Since I’ve moved offices, I work very close to the Harrisburg airport, which means that I work very close to a bunch of cheap hotels & motels (because, you see, Harrisburg isn’t exactly a thriving metropolis, though it is a very nice town, but you’d think, by the number of hotels available near the airport, that this is the place to be). Today, I was tempted to take a personal day, check myself in, and just nap away.
But, well, I’m someone who likes to be moving about. So, I’d get pretty pissed at myself if I actually did nap the day away.
Then, I think about all of the awesome comments I got when I came up with the idea of a day by myself (which wasn’t the point of the post, but it lead to some wonderful daydreams), and I got to thinking, if I did actually have a full day completely to myself – what would I do?
- Wake up when my body says it’s time to wake up. This is much earlier than most everyone else, because my internal clock hates me. And while I can try to say it would be firmly in the middle of the day in a fantasy, I need to be realistic . . . it would be closer to 5am than 10am.
- Get out of bed & get my cycling gear on. Because it stays dark later & later these days, I think I can get to the top of King’s Gap just in time for sunrise.
- Cycle back (the bike ride I have in mind, end-to-end, is about 50 miles) & go for a 13-15 mile run.
- Marvel at how clear my mind is after thoroughly exhausting myself.
- Nap (hey, I’d deserve it after doing 2/3 of a half-ironman)
- Wake & shower & prepare myself a very large helping of nachos. Drink coffee & eat coffee cake while the nachos are heating up (because breakfast is important, even if you’re just about to eat lunch).
- Put on a cheesy zombie movie and fire up the computer.
- Write for the duration of the movie while eating nachos and managing to not edit as I go
- Put on a cheesy monster movie with lots of nudity.
- Fire up a sequencer and get some composing done. Magically have the fun bits on the screen any time I get frustrated by the process.
- Order gratuitous quantities of Chinese food and open a bottle of wine.
- Edit my writing from earlier in the day while gorging on Chinese food and drinking wine.
- Make mental note to re-edit the next day, as the editing may be wine-influenced.
- Go to bed, tipsy, missing the family.
If every day were like this, I’d go crazy — I’d miss my wife. I’d miss the kids. I’d miss everyone in my life . . . but, just for a day? It’d be magical.
What would you do if you, somehow, had a day all to yourself?
Tomorrow’s post will be wordless, and cute, and child-centric . . . you may want to prepare your uterii