Today was truly the perfect day. I started off my new Mon, Tue, Thurs-Sat work schedule this week, which meant that I had the day off.
I still got up early-ish (8am) but I had the luxury of lounging around in bed for another hour. I wanted to get ahead start on my day, but at an easy pace.
First I went to my local neighborhood coffee shop to get my daily caffeine fix and update my blog. I had plenty of more writing to do (like my one-man show, which I’ve been slacking on) but I had already made up my mind that today I was going to do whatever I felt like doing. And today, instead of spending all day inside, glued to my computer, I felt like being outside.
Of course, I still needed a little more computer time, so I grabbed a cup of joe to go, headed back home, and sat on my back patio enjoying the 70 degree weather.
Once I was all caught up on my e-mails, it was time to get dirty. I threw on my favorite old pair of cut-off jeans and a wife beater (which I only wear in the privacy of my own home, or while running) and I got to work on cleaning up our backyard.
Yes, I know it’s kind of stupid to be cleaning out my backyard when Jeffrey and I are more than likely going to have to move before the summer starts. But I’ve come to the conclusion that we’ll have at least one more month at our apartment, and I’ll be damned if I’m not gonna use that backyard as much of possible in that time.
Cleaning out that bitch was definitely an all day project. Besides your normal dead grass and leaves… there was also a layer of peanut shells, hand rolled cigarettes, and glass littered across our yard. And garbage. Lots of random garbage, like 3 giant gasoline containers, rotten oranges, and a grill that wasn’t there when we first moved in, but somehow showed up over the winter.
4 hours and 7 garbage bags later, things were finally shaping up back there. I can actually see the grass. Or at least, the few patches of grass in between the dirt.
Of course, today was only Phase One of Operation Backyard. But it was a damn good start. And it felt good to get it done. Whenever I feel like my life is a mess, cleaning up a more tangible mess always makes me feel better.
After working all afternoon in the backyard I went for a very satisfying, yet torturous, 30 minute run. I ran through Fort Green park, which I had been meaning to explore ever since moving into the hood last Sept.
I came home, cleaned myself up real good, and lounged around listening to music and playing on my laptop for awhile.
Once night had fallen (8pm, love that it’s getting darker later now), my Boo came over and we made our way into the city for one of his friend’s birthday party at an bar that is known to be a mecca for old gay men.
Now, I guess it wasn’t a truly perfect day, since I didn’t met any silver foxes. But there was one or two piece of old man eye candy for me to look at. There were also a few crazies for me to people watch.
After a few rounds I was on my way back home, but not before stopping for that perfect late-night, slightly-drunk piece of cheese pizza that is essential before getting on the train.
Once home, I really should have gone to bed, but it was a good TV night, so I allowed myself one show (Top Chef) from my DVR. I fell asleep twice trying to watch the last 5 minutes, which is always sort of an oddly comforting feeling. Like the TV is watching over me.
Truly, the non-existent Lord couldn’t have ordered up a better day.
I heart Wednesdays!
