so after getting to bed past 5 am yesterday (it was getting light out) and not being able to sleep past noon, you'd think that i - of the mandatory 9 hours of sleep or else i shut down - would have called it an early night tonight. i was going to, really. i was just going to cruise by de la coast and holla at sherry plus meet the shoe designer she was showcasing for a possible story lead that i pitched the other day.
but here i am at 4 am, blogging. laying out my thoughts in a tidy little quilt that makes up my day. i like to pretend that i have to do this while i wait for the melatonin to kick in.
i stayed at dlc because i just kept having good conversations. i think i met my most favoritist gay couple ever tonight. i bonded with them about baking. and then one of the couple asked if i wanted to be a mystery shopper or diner, where they pay for your food and you can bring a friend. hello?! i'm all over that like a cheap suit. and i got to catch up with spanish eric, which is nice. and then i was laying on the beds that they have overlooking the view and some guy jumped up next to me and we started talking as well. met some 22-year old usc alum who works for disney and we talked about books and authors. i got tons of business cards tonight. fun!
today was a good day to be self-indulgent. i woke up feeling not so refreshed after 7 hours of crappy, fitful sleep and parked in front of the laptop. no one from home really emails on the weekends except for shawn (holla!) so after a while i decided i wanted to make scones. and so i did. considering the fact that i used soymilk instead of cream, they came out pretty well. then i decided to do pilates, so i did it. then i wanted to take a bath, and i did that. i just did whatever the hell struck my fancy and nothing more.
you'd think that as a work-at-home person i do this every day. most days, tho, i barely eat because i get so distracted doing what i'm doing. you'll know it's been a busy or productive day for me when it's 6 pm and i'm still in my pajamas, unfed and hopped up on caffeine, typing furiously with magazines, notebooks, and post-its scattered everywhere. i look like a wild man in the forest, but that's probably one of the days where i'm earning my keep. i honestly don't know how people who work at home keep up appearances. on any given day i'm disheveled and wearing the same outfit 4 days in a row, and my hair is sticking out everywhere. do people who work at home get up and shower and get dressed like people who go into an office? or do they do versions of what i do? how do they stay sane? i was starting to get a little stir crazy last week.
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