Anyway, today was a perfect Saturday. Spencer and I got home from drew and leah's around midnight (we are not always old people going to bed at 8 o'clock) and fell asleep. I love being so tired that I fall into a deep sleep and don't stir all night. We slept until TEN! beautiful. Then got up, made coffee and sourdough french toast with strawberries. Had a business 'meeting' with our laptops to determine the release date of Spencer's album. July 31st. Two whole months, but it'll come quickly. So much to do before then. Jenny and Michael are going to try to come out for it, so we needed to decide on a firm date. I then text messaged about twenty friends telling them the release date; everyone is very supportive and excited. (It occurs to me perhaps I should be blogging about being a do-it-yourself rockstar's wife, but how many blogs does one person need, honestly?)
Then I finished reading Money, Possessions and Eternity by Randy Alcorn. Amazing. Sigh. I feel I should immediately start over again. It is so dense. I wish I could make everyone read it.
After that, naptime. Then, workout time. I must admit I really did not want to do anything. I was feeling nauseous and tired, but I knew we should go do it- and spencer kept asking 'when are we working out?' so I had to. We just walked on the treadmills and watched Monk for half an hour. It was good and already time for dinner after that. How the day goes by. I did not get any quicken done. Sigh. That was my goal for May and I now have 2 days left.
For dinner, spencer had a taco and I had stir fry. I still think I made too much because I couldn't finish it. I really need to watch portion sizes. During the marathon training, I began eating more (obviously) and was often able to eat my own portion, when before I always shared with spencer when we ate out. I still split with him, but at home I think I eat more than I need to now.
We watched Return to Me, which is semi- sappy but I really like it. Spencer was laughing because I made some comment about how terrible people are in restaurants (the blind date) and then I said 'bad valet' when he went to his truck and the seat was way forward. It occurred to me then that I have worked many different jobs, all pretty much blue collar. Right after that, spencer said, "You've worked all these jobs... well, except being an architect." "yeah, because that's a career. I'm a jill-of-all-trades." Maybe it doesn't matter if I ever do something as a 'career.' I am reading Three Cups of Tea, the story of Greg Mortensen, a moutaineer who became a builder of schools in remote mountain villages of the Himalaya. Before that, even though he had gone to grad school and was a nurse and successful climber, he felt aimless, like he was wandering in life. Julia Child didn't start cooking until she was in her late thirties. Spencer always likes to hear about late-blooming rockstars, because there are all too many young meteoric rock bands out there who barely know how to play their instruments, but somehow wind up on npr and opening for Coldplay. I like to hear those stories too, the ones where people didn't 'know they were going to be an actress since they were five.' I want to have a story. But I want to be ok without knowing what it is right now. Develop who I am without a calling first. Like people who say you should be a whole person before you start dating, rather than being afraid of being alone. I was always ok being alone, believing the right one would come along. But I am not so sure about the right career. I like so many things. We will just have to wait and see.
I digress. Tis time for bed. Almost one o'clock! Tomorrow is dinner with the butlers and my parents to celebrate jenny and michael's one year anniversary. A whole year. I can't wait to see where we all are next year...
