Sloth, Gluttony, & Lust...

I really shouldn’t take time off without a destination or specific agenda; I turn into a grub worm. All I did this weekend is cook, eat & drink. I busted all three of the good Deadly Sins, so I accomplished something. I’m back at work today & tomorrow & then it’s back to Grubworm City for 6 days.

It’s like you get up & it’s dark & chilly, so you get your coffee, turn up the heat & cuddle up in your La-Z-Bastard with your blanket & laptop & mindlessly entertain yourself until the sun comes up. But it’s kinda dark & wet out, so you drink more coffee & snuggle deeper into your blanket until, before you know it, the 4-day-weekend is over. Yeah, it’s like that.

I decided to do something crazy & extreme with all of my time off: I’m going to try the whole No Poo thing. They say that shampoo has a really bad detergent effect on your hair & all of the products used make shampoo necessary. I haven’t actually gone no poo yet, I’m just using hardly any on really wet hair for a very short amount of time, kind of shampoo-light. I use a little conditioner, but I’ve quit using all of the silicone-based hair products that I have.

I also replaced my body lotion with coconut oil. I was worried about smelling coconutty all day, but the smell wears off after a few minutes. I was drying my hair, bored, a month or so ago & reading the ingredients on the lotion bottle & was kind of grossed out that I was slathering all of these chemicals on my skin. I had some coconut oil (really good for massages) & tried it & it seems to work just fine. I put it in a squeeze bottle & keep it by the heater.

All I’ve really been doing is being really boring. I’ve been staying in & hibernating & cooking most of our meals at home. I’ve been going through my books & culling what I can & storing others. I’m trying to get to a point where I can move the bookshelves into the main room, but not have them overloaded with books; I want to have some extra room to put some objet d’ art.

The only other plans I have is to rearrange some furniture, clean out my extra bedroom, & clean out the kitchen to replace the countertops & put down new flooring. Which of course entails not leaving the house, so extra grub worminess. It’s tough to get up the gumption to get cleaned up to leave the house & venture out into Xmas shopping traffic craziness. Bitches be cray-cray.