What the heck took me so long?

Not sure why it took me so long to move out of an apartment into a house, but the planets just must have been aligned right for me. I've been in this house since late September and today discovered another reason why this beats the snot out of apartment living.

First of the all, the spring weather here is awesome. After hanging with friends at a chili cookoff yesterday, I had the whole day ahead of me o do whatever the hell I wanted. The past several months have consisted of things to do lists that were busting at the seams. First the holidays, then the beginning of the Jaycee year, then the Jaycees 75th anniversary celebration, then getting all stressed out and wanting the house to be perfect for my book club and then finally going to Jackson to be with my friends. I'm exhausted just typing that sentence. My to-be-read stack is overflowing and of course I keep adding to it.

So today, I'm reading the newspaper, see the CVS ad and voila! They have one of those camp chairs built like a lounge chair and instead of being 19.99, it's on sale for $7. That sucker just has my name on it. Plus they have Dr. Pepper on sale. So I go there, get the last and probably only chair like that in stock, 4 12 packs of Diet Dr. Pepper, go next door to Barnes & Noble, buy yet another new book and come home.

I fix me an ice cold Diet DP, take the new chair, 2 books and one magazine outside and set up. I refuse to feel guilty about sitting on my ass and reading when maybe I should clean up the house first. The housework can wait. Anyway, I get the washer & dryer going in the garage, because I can hear them from where I am sitting outside.

The temperature is in the 70's, the sun is shining, my neighbors' azaleas and dogwoods are blooming and I am in freakin' heaven. That chair feels like it was made for my body. I spent all afternoon outside, listening to the birds, neighborhood dogs, an occasional fire truck, a hospital helicopter flew over, and a caravan of motorcycles. I saw squirrels, blue jays, a red headed woodpecker, a mockingbird, some crows.

I managed to finish one book and part of the magazine. Nothing can beat a sunny day and a smutty romance novel. Tonight it's still all about me. I am going to do the satin hands treatment on my hands, feet, do microdermabrasion on my face, and the sugar scrub on the rest of me. One of those days kissed by God. That sounds kind of cheesy, but that's how it feels.