halloween fell down; i want thanksgiving!
we are apparently still in this domestic flush phase, where all our time is spent being domestic due to a unique intersection of opportunity, motivation, permission from the rest of the world, and very legitimate need. projects, everywhere. new top shelf for the new closet, new cabinets for the new desk idea, dismantled old furniture, half-built kitchen island, new paint, more paint swatches. and in an unforseen bonus round, we have immeasurable amounts of laundry and no more couch. (oh, this is the worst news ever.) though we are making some headway on that, we think.
2 weekends ago i had a little fit about how we never do anything except project our apartment, and so we had a pleasant afternoon with friends in union square and then at a sports bar watching the bengals game before going to ikea and being completely thwarted. we've been trying to build a workspace solution for months now, and we thought we were close but got all confused and fussy and then we didn't buy anything and spent another week with our stuff all over everywhere. and instead of planning for a super fun halloween, we planned for the most strategic ikea buying trip of our lives. because we are obsessive? because we forgot? because we can't handle paying this much rent for a place that doesn't function? a little of all of those.
as such, halloween showed up and i didn't have shit to do.
it's my favorite holiday; i was raised to love this day, and love it i do. costumes are awesome! fake blood is awesome! putty and latex and fake gashes and colors to contour bruises were all on-hand items at my house growing up. but this year i didn't have a costume, a plan, people to see in my costume...and i was pretty sad about it. my morning was hellacious, with a kids' show at TA that i was late for and disorganized about. then i took a nap. a worked on a curtain for a shelf, which was sweet but also made him feel distant from me. i sent grouchy texts to my friend jen, we decided to have some wine at her place. in dressing myself, i put on a bunch of spandex and knee high boots, and this scarf over my face. i put punkrock buttons for eyes and drew stitches over my mouth and looked like some sort of ragdoll-coraline-frog-ninja. i don't know what it was but it made me feel better.
we didn't go out, but we got to socialize a little. we had wine, then went for pizza on lower haight and got to see some other people partying. then we went home to watch a scary movie and fell asleep in 20 minutes. it's what you get when you don't make a plan! i'm at peace with this, but i hope next time is better.
ALSO
this marks the time of year when i start asking my family to tell me whats happening for holidays and they proceed to act like their plans don't have anything to do with mine so they don't tell me anything until a week before christmas. EVERY YEAR i strive for communication over this and it always seems to fall a little short. so fine.
I WANT THANKSGIVING.
i don't have the apartment to host the thanksgiving i'd like, but that might not mean i won't try if it comes to it. i want thanksgiving with people i love hanging out leisurely in sweaters and jeans and a football game on in the background that i have no real interest in except for the ambiance it creates. if this sounds like anything others might be interested in, please let me know. i'll be attempting to concoct or contribute to some sort of plan, starting now.