Yesterday evening I enjoyed some fried chicken and fruit salad at the park with a few of the Christian faculty members from my university. The weather was truly blissful as we ate, chatted, and played bean bag toss and ultimate Frisbee.
I must've been sooooo relaxed when I got home that I didn't realize my purse was still in the back seat ...with my keys in it ... and darling husband locked its doors once I went inside. I realized all this today after I made my errands list, showered, and then looked around the house for my purse for 20 minutes.
Gracious, now I'll just have to spend the day cleaning house and doing laundry. Ugh.
I can go days (literally) without leaving my house and be perfectly happy. As a lark. As whatever kind of bird is even happier than a lark. I do it all the time. But a soon as I CAN'T go anywhere, it drives me crazy. Remove the option and my lark flies the coup, leaving me stuck there alone with my crazed notions of hitch-hiking to Barnes & Nobel.
I seem to be a strange mix of eager world traveler and total homebody. What about you ... are you a happy homebody or full of wanderlust?
My firstname.lastname@example.org email is not back up yet so if you've sent me an email, please be patient. I'll eventually get it and respond. Pinkie promise.
Off to fold more clothes ~ R