Sunday I was in a bad mood. I woke up alright, but things went downhill when we just couldn’t get out of the house to go for a walk on the beach. We started getting ready to leave and then an hour later, we were still in the house. By the time we finally made it out, it was bright and sunny and the perfect relief day from so much rain we’ve been having. (Kamel suggested, yesterday, that I write about the weather – there ya go, honey.) But my sunglasses were crooked, I felt fat, and to top it off I realized I was suddenly starving.
The worst ever is feeling fat and being hungry. You’re crabby because you need to eat, but you don’t know what to eat because you feel fat and all of the correct choices don’t sound appealing, but you’re really hungry and you kind of don’t care what you eat as long as it happens NOW, except… you do care. Too much.
This is sort of where my bad day turned into an almost melt down. Thankfully Kamel had money on him so our walk turned into the hunt for food. And then, of course, Kamel’s food was better than mine and my food was only so-so. Cue the disappointment. We ended up taking a cab home. Walk fail.
When we got home, I started coming out of my evil, snarling shell. How did I do this? By scrubbing the bathroom while we listened to music and Kamel cleaned the kitchen. Ahh Yeah. Then! Because next weekend we’re having Allison and her husband, Fred, over in the AM for a little photo biznass, we became suddenly self conscious of all our unfinished projects. You mean, the 5×7 photos taped to the wall isn’t an art installation? (You’d have thought we never had anyone over before … well, the truth is, we really haven’t.) So! it was off to Aaron Brothers for frames, then it was digging around to find our hammer, and our nails, and moving chairs this way and that so we could move paintings and photos and hang calendars. When it was all done I felt exhilarated and incredibly proud of us. Finally our apartment is becoming styled. Finally, it feels less like a place where we’re keeping our stuff, and more like our home.
My favorite thing – the thing that had me dancing around the apartment – was our completed photo collage of some of Kamel’s old work. When we first moved to the apartment he had bags of photos that had never really seen the light of day, and I thought that was ridiculous! Of course we should have his art on display! And now we do.
Also planned for the very near future: framed vintage movie posters along the main wall of the living room. Yes. Everything is coming together!