Okay, apparently a Monday can pass without romance while I'm still alive. :) In my defense, I'm barely alive. It's not that my writing isn't on my mind every day. My focus has to shift a little sometimes to things that will further my goals in a way that blogging won't. I've been using the extra time to read this:
I have two more like it on hold at the library.
I guess you could say I've been feeling studious instead of sexy.
Also, I've been on a diet. That's right, the evil, evil diet. When dieting, I am an unhappy person with occasional dreams of one day being happy.
You might say I've been feeling starvation instead of sexy.
Also, I've been working out more. Which will eventually make me feel sexi-ER, but given the fact that in my crazy life right now time for a shower is a luxury,
You might say I'm feeling sweaty instead of sexy.
Also, I'm suffering from a terrible cold. My sinuses hurt.
I'm feeling stuffy instead of sexy. Whenever I think of stuffiness and sexiness at the same time, I think of this:
I couldn't find a clip of this episode that was clean enough. I just always think of Monica trying to seduce Chandler with a stuffy nose when I'm sick. Funny stuff.
The positive side is, these things will all lead to improvements! There's sun on the horizon! There are little green shoots springing out of the ground. I can hear birds singing outside again. A bright future beckons. We put up our trampoline, we went to the park, we went for a walk and saw baby farm animals. I've been bonding with my family.
I feel spring-y even if I don't feel sexy just yet. There is a time for everything.