I was sick all week, so I planned a quiet weekend. The problem is that I always think that's what I want, and then when I get it, I have trouble appreciating it. Sometimes I think I stay busy to distract myself from being lonely. But then I think about dating, and I'm just not in the mood. To be honest, there's only one person I want, and if I can't have him, I don't want anyone. I've had opportunities to date and it's just so unappealing.
Anyway, it was still a good weekend. I ran errands on Friday night and felt very productive. I had brunch with Kristin at Vovomeena on Saturday and delighted in al fresco dining in January. I spent some time that afternoon hanging out with Denise and Brian and supporting my friend's brownie business. I really enjoyed watching "Lizzie Borden Took an Ax" on Saturday night, especially because my mom was watching, too, and we texted each other throughout the movie. I've been missing my parents a lot lately. I'm glad they're coming to visit in March.
I sat by Amanda in church this morning and we went to Starbucks afterwards. I came home and made potholders for my friend who just got married and a Valentine's wreath for Nancy. I watched Sherlock. (I wouldn't exactly call myself a Cumberbitch, but I do love the show.) I watched Downton Abbey and swooned over how Bates treats Anna. So much good tv on Sunday nights.
The best part of my weekend was planning. If I'm not out having an adventure, I need to at least be planning one. I have a huge map of Montana spread out on my coffee table and am placing little gold stars on all the places I want to go. I have a Montana binder organized according to national forests. And I've been reading about hikes and backpacking trips to take at Glacier. I am a little nervous about backpacking alone. Okay, a lot nervous. And I can't figure out what I'm most nervous about, so I can't figure out how to make it less scary. I get cold a lot while camping, so I ordered myself some down booties. I have bear spray. I know I won't be alone at these backcountry campsites. So I don't know what the problem is. Maybe just fear of the unknown? I am planning on going backpacking next month for the first time. But then thinking about that makes me sad, because HE was supposed to take me backpacking for the first time and then I just start feeling lonely again.
Anyway, this was very ramble-y and pointless, but that is what I did this weekend. My life is not always as thrilling as it may seem. :)
Anyway, it was still a good weekend. I ran errands on Friday night and felt very productive. I had brunch with Kristin at Vovomeena on Saturday and delighted in al fresco dining in January. I spent some time that afternoon hanging out with Denise and Brian and supporting my friend's brownie business. I really enjoyed watching "Lizzie Borden Took an Ax" on Saturday night, especially because my mom was watching, too, and we texted each other throughout the movie. I've been missing my parents a lot lately. I'm glad they're coming to visit in March.
I sat by Amanda in church this morning and we went to Starbucks afterwards. I came home and made potholders for my friend who just got married and a Valentine's wreath for Nancy. I watched Sherlock. (I wouldn't exactly call myself a Cumberbitch, but I do love the show.) I watched Downton Abbey and swooned over how Bates treats Anna. So much good tv on Sunday nights.
The best part of my weekend was planning. If I'm not out having an adventure, I need to at least be planning one. I have a huge map of Montana spread out on my coffee table and am placing little gold stars on all the places I want to go. I have a Montana binder organized according to national forests. And I've been reading about hikes and backpacking trips to take at Glacier. I am a little nervous about backpacking alone. Okay, a lot nervous. And I can't figure out what I'm most nervous about, so I can't figure out how to make it less scary. I get cold a lot while camping, so I ordered myself some down booties. I have bear spray. I know I won't be alone at these backcountry campsites. So I don't know what the problem is. Maybe just fear of the unknown? I am planning on going backpacking next month for the first time. But then thinking about that makes me sad, because HE was supposed to take me backpacking for the first time and then I just start feeling lonely again.
Anyway, this was very ramble-y and pointless, but that is what I did this weekend. My life is not always as thrilling as it may seem. :)
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