Or maybe I'll have a bath. I'll read The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera. I'll use my African Spa Salt Scrub from the Body Shop, light a voluspa candle and put lots of lime and ice in a glass of water. I read in....maybe cosmo, that if you fancied up your water it would make you feel like you were at a spa.
These are my days off from work when Chris isn't here.
It doesn't sound like such a bad time, does it? but it's not very satisfying.
Maybe I should go shopping or out for coffee. I should do the laundry. clean these mounds of dusty fur balls off the floor.
Most likely I'll go for a little walk to the record store. Do a little cleaning. Watch a movie. Prepare something new and exciting for dinner. I will wear my garden apron and show how wifey I am.
I don't know if I love this Kundera yet. It's mainly depressing me. For which reasons?
To make life a little bit more interesting, I've decided to give myself a little...challenge? a little something to add to the story line. I plan on making a painting for every book I read.
and I'm starting with The Unbearable Lightness of Being.
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