just breathe...

To say I needed a mental break is an understatment. To say I needed a weekend to just sit and be, again, understatment.

Saturday I had to be at work at 7:30 in the morning for some extra fundage.
I was finished by 1:30 and ran some errands and went to the parent's house.
Came home.
Worked on homework.
Tried to write, (my personal essays and such)
Vegged.
At 6:30 I made a homemade pizza.
At 7:30 I realized I wanted some homemade chocolate chip cookies.
At 7:31 I realized I didn't have any flour.
At 7:35 I realized the craving wasn't going to go away.
At 7:36 I called my mom to see if she had some flour I could borrow.
By 7:45 it was very apparent she wasn't going to bring me the flour and I had talked her into making homemade carmel popcorn.
At 7:55 I was walking back into my parent's house to make cookies. I showed up in my 'pajamas' (I sleep naked, pajamas are to be worn before bed) which consisted of a pair of cotton pants that say, "hello, my name is high maintanence," a huge sweatshirt, and then I had on a newsboy cap, my coat, and ballet slippers. My first words to my mom? "Aren't I a picture?" "Yes, yes you are."
Mom had already made the carmel popcorn.
By 8:15 cookies were in the oven.
By 8:16 she and I were on the couch watching the cheeseiest of cheese whiz on a cheese nip smothered in velvetta movie on the, Hallmark channel. I made fun of the movie the whole time. We shared the mixing bowl of popcorn. Ate a plate of cookies. Around 9:15 I said, "I don't feel good."
I left around 10.
I was in bed by 10:30
I slept 12 hours. (yep, 12 hours. The only reason I got up is because my body couldn't take it anymore, however my brain wanted more)
Yesterday I cooked, painted, watched a lot of old black and white movies, took a shower at 5, (yep, 5pm) Went back over to the parents and walked into the garage to find my brothers and step-dad gathered around the wood-burner, TV, table full o' food, and fridge sitting in their recliners, watching the Super Bowl. (Yep, the garage. It has a wood burner, fridge, TV, VCR, DVD, and various snack items at all times, and a pop machine full of beer. The fridge is also stocked full of beer) I sat with all of my brothers and watched most of the game.
When it became apparent who was going to win I went inside and watched "Ferris B." with my mom.
Made it back to my place by 9. I sat and vegged some more.
Slept for 6 hours.
TodayI am strangely very hungry. I think I missed out on some vitamins this weekend, but my brain rested and that's all that matters.
I am back to my, somewhat, normal self.
..and exhale....