Interstellar Adventures

October 10, 2005

23/5 Meme

Filed under: Uncategorized — by InterstellarLass @ 10:50 am

I’ve seen this meme in a couple of different places. I had gone back and looked to see what mine would be if I were to be tagged. Once I figured it out, I hoped that I wouldn’t be. I managed to luck out until Abby decided she would finally play along with a meme. Thanks girly! Really, I mean it. 🙂

The Rules:
1. Go into your archive.
2. Find your 23rd post.
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five other people to do the same.

My 23rd post was Kid Free Weekend. I finally had a date with my husband. I so try not to be, but if I could have a Date with my husband every night of the week, I would be on top of the world!

Or so I thought. This was shortly before my STBX left me and asked for a divorce. But you know what, that’s OK. Because when I re-read this post, I see someone who genuinely wants to spend time with the person they love. Someone who is excited by the thought of being a couple. Someone who wants to enjoy new experiences with the significant other in their life. Someone who can appreciate the quiet times together. And you know what? He wasn’t that person for me. He didn’t enjoy taking me out. Silences between us were uncomfortable. I felt like I was constantly searching for something interesting to say to him. Holding hands? Being romantic? Nope, he’d have none of it.

So, while this divorce process is tedious, I’m glad for it. I shouldn’t be desperate for a date with the man I married. And when I got it, wow, you would’ve thought I won the lottery. Seems silly now.

Hmmm. Who shall I tag?

1. Bone.
2. Coyote Mike.
3. Raehan.
4. Crys.
5. Vitamin Sea.

A Morning to Stay in Bed

Filed under: Uncategorized — by InterstellarLass @ 9:01 am

Indeed. Cool weather, gentle showers, slight breeze. A day to stay in bed. Except for this thing called work. Damn the almighty dollar! I need to snuggle under a blanket and refresh my batteries.

I was starting to write up a typical recap of my weekend. But then it sounded so dull. I don’t think it was dull at all, but the way it read was ordinary and mundane. That’s not my life is it? Why do we aspire to be so extraordinary? Is it our own egos wanting us to be better than we truly are? Why are we afraid of being like our neighbors? “Shades of grey” another blogger called it recently, if I recall correctly. How can we have a sense of “self” if everything is so cookie-cutter? And then, when we try to break out of the mold, we’re made fun of, laughed at, questioned, made to feel as if we shouldn’t be an individual.

See, I told you I need to refresh my batteries.

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