I’m recovering from rapid energy depletion. My washing machine broke. It resulted in two maintenance visits in my home on consecutive days. The first visit included the head of maintenance, as well, whom I suspect is hard of hearing. In any case, he speaks loudly. He’s quite friendly and chatty. He even tightened my door handle on his way out when he noticed it was loose.
Regardless of how cool he is, I can barely remain in my body when he’s near. I have a fingernails-on-chalkboard-level reaction to him, against my will. I managed to exchange polite greetings (while standing in front of the balcony door, debating about fleeing outside.) The second visit was just the maintenance person, who replaced the faulty part and confirmed it worked in about twenty minutes. Yay.
I had to lay down for a bit afterward. I have a rule about no naps during the day, ever, (because it sabotages my sleep routine.) But all the energy I was planning on using for the rest of the day was gone. I crashed as soon as vertical and stayed there for two hours. Then I got back up and told my pets we’re performing an official do-over.
It’s not a ruined day; it’s just a time-shifted day. (The difference is whatever I make of it.) I decided I’m going to switch things up a little. Now that I’ve been watching TV daily, I’m reading less. Naturally, I’ve decided I need to prioritize which shows to keep (and dump the rest) because this doesn’t work for me. I recently purchased an HBO subscription, and have a few new shows I’ll continue watching, along with (Game of Thrones when it resumes.)
Westworld is my new favorite show, in the meantime. The soundtrack is my favorite part. It’s by Ramin Djwadi, who also scores Game of Thrones. I love the theme song; it’s a composition lesson to me. The show is well written and performed. Noticing the well thought out details in the script is like finding easter eggs in video games. I’m completely enthralled. Another show I’m keeping is called High Maintenance, (also on HBO.) The last is Grace and Frankie on Netflix.
The wind has been calling me, telling me it’s time to read The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss, again. Just thinking of it feels like coming home after a trying day. I’m looking forward to spring because I plan on rearranging my living space to suit my lifestyle better. I’ll be using a lot I learned from watching Marie Kondo on Netflix. I love her; she’s a joy virus. (Never thought I’d use those words together!) I’m off to read. ✌🏽💜