I don't wanna stand here and say I'm sorry
I just want to drink beer and play Atari
You can tell your mom how I make my money
I don't care
~ “Atari” by Lucky Boy’s Confusion
Spending the past few days here in San Diego, I have come to the conclusion that it is entirely possible to live a stress-free existence. For the first time in my life, I am able to comprehend how meditation and focus can revolutionize the mindset. Last night, “So Sassy” and I went to Coronado Beach. Google it, if you have never been there.
There we are behind the Hotel Del Coronado!
It is a lovely place and we walked along the water’s edge, allowing the Pacific to splash our feet and cool our minds. The sound of the waves is more relaxing than a full body massage. After walking down the beach, we sat in the sand and just watched the water. It is impossible to understand how San Diegoans do not spend at least 30 minutes at the beach every day.
Every care and worry just washes away with the surf.
Now for a big surprise – I am actually quite handy to have around. I have been hanging shelves, organizing stuff, and even doing a little interior decorating. “So Sassy’s” apartment is looking more and more like a home. It truly is a lovely place and I am looking forward to unpacking that last box so she can relax and enjoy her Shangri-La!
On a completely different topic; I bought a new pair of sunglasses yesterday – for $5.00. Yes, a crisp Lincoln acquired me some shades that make me look like a fashionista! Obviously, they are a knock-off brand of a knock-off brand -- being that cheap. However, I did buy them in Coronado – which must ‘up’ their value considerably!
Also, for those of you who have complained in the past that I text message at odd hours; revenge has been achieved. Being two hours behind y’all has meant that your early-morning texts are arriving before dawn breaks here! Luckily for everyone, I am so relaxed here that it doesn’t bother me one little bit.
I also am becoming accustomed to my healthy breakfast of yogurt and cheerios (courtesy of ‘Surfer Boy’). Which totally reminds me of the unfairness of the breakfast situation out here. In the San Diego office, they have free milk. Yes, free milk, meaning everyone has boxes of cereals on their desk. And when I asked why they get free milk, the associates indicated it was because we get donuts. Um, excuse me??? We get donuts ONCE a month AND they are gross. They are not even good donuts. A gallon of milk costs over 4 bucks. Give me some damn free milk! How does that saying go? “Why buy the cow if you are getting the milk for free?” Yes, I understand that the quote is irrelevant with regards to this conversation, BUT – seriously, I want free milk and am not going to go out and buy a cow!
Also, for those who are curious; “Crush Boy” has expressed ZERO interest thus far. He is running out of time; and I am running out of patience. Bloody Hell!
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