Today I have been so out of my mind, want to run around the apartment naked (cause at least that would be something new) bored. I have done nothing but lay in bed being bored to walking to the living room and lying on the sofa being bored. I feel so sluggish and fat. I hate this oh so special time every single month. I don’t know if this bored feeling is related to my menstrual cycle or if it is because I feel like I literally have nothing to do. Okay maybe not literally (I do love to exaggerate). I am sure if I really felt like it I could easily find something to do like exercise. But what it all boils down to is that I am bored and don’t want to do anything.
Does anyone else have days like this when you are bored like crazy but can’t get your lazy bum up to do anything?
I really really hate days like this!
And I hate hate living in the city. There is nothing to do here! If we want to go anywhere we have to flag down a taxi and travel awhile. Maybe it is because I am a small town kind of girl, but I just feel so confined here. I like open spaces and blue skies. I like being able to walk around town shopping in quaint little shops versus overpriced designer stores. When I go outside I want to see trees. I don’t want to have to take a taxi to a park just to be able to see nature.
While I am writing about things I hate, I would like to add how much I hate staying up late and sleeping until 12 everyday. For once I would like to get up at six and actually start doing yoga again. And it would be nice to eat breakfast. I haven’t eaten breakfast in a year. I have forgotten what biscuits taste like. T_T
So why am I feeling so bored today? Probably because of my menstrual cycle, but it could also be because all the things that had been taking up my time are now over. For the last month I had been busy looking for houses, putting in an offer, decorating it on the Sims, staying in contact with the realtor, and finally cancelling the contract. Now that I have put my husband in charge of looking, and wanting to wait until we get to Indiana to look at houses, I just have no purpose.
With all this free time I should be finishing up my blanket and a decorative pillow for our bed. I also need to finish Hubby’s sweater and my sweater. I also have to figure out how I am going to get everything to fit in one suitcase because my other one if already full. I wonder if I can sneak some stuff in Hubby’s luggage. o.oa Maybe that is mean, but I am a girl and we all know a girl needs everything because everything IS important. I really should go back through my millions of clothes and leave more behind. Oh it breaks my heart. I don’t want to be without a single piece.
I have to prepare for my classes tomorrow some time before bed. Hubby and I have to travel (by taxi) for about 30 minutes to get to another apartment where I teach English to a group of four eight-year-olds. The class lasts an hour and thirty minutes then Hubby and I travel back home where I have a third grader come to the apartment for an hour and thirty minutes. It wouldn’t be so bad if we didn’t have to travel those 30 minutes there and back. Don’t get me wrong, I usually love long car rides in my home state, but who can like long car rides in a big city where there is nothing to see but many of a fashion faux pas and the car next to you trying to come into your lane and nearly crashing into your taxi. And I just love it when the taxi driver runs the red light and nearly hits a pedestrian. >< By the time I get out of the taxi, my shoulders are hunched up to my ears and my tummy is twisted in knots. Stress gives me the worst posture ever.
At least I can look forward to McDonald’s tomorrow. And I wonder why I feel fat? I promise I will eat healthy in America. Really I promise! It’s just my kind of food is really hard to find here. I can’t eat spicy so that means I can’t really eat anything, which is why I can’t wait to go home.
I did eat a little healthier for dinner. My mother-in-law cooked duk gook which I find to be pretty yummy. I should really learn to cook some Korean food for Hubby, because I know he will probably miss it in America.
This post has been nothing but pointless rambles, I know. But I am writing, and that is doing something. I would rather write something pointless, than still be lying stretched out on a piece of furniture wallowing in a bored funk.
Maybe I will run around naked… well just in the bathroom while I shower. Don’t worry though; I won’t forget to lock the door.
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