Things That Are More Important Than Blogging

Taking a one on two yoga class.

If you invite a friend to a candlelight yoga class and you end up being the only two there, prepare yourself for lots of awkward eye contact with the teacher.

And if you go into final shavasana with ten minutes of class left, prepare to zone in and out while your teacher talks about clouds floating in the sky.

The whole experience was odd.

Baking.

On Thursday, I made zucchini bread and marbled peanut butter brownies.  The second was a last gift for my co-workers, the first was a gift for myself.  And I’m not sharing.

I got the brownie mix as a Secret Santa gift.  Cute idea, but in reality, chipping away at the brown sugar layer was not all that fun.  The brownies turned out more cake-like than brownie-like, but that didn’t stop me from eating two before I even got them to work. 

Enjoying your last day at work.

There was a giant cookie cake, lots of hugs and people telling me “congratulations!”

I’m not sure not having a job is really a thing to celebrate, but if it means people are going to start sending me cards and money in the mail, then I’ll immediately take back that statement.

I’ve eaten more of that cookie by myself than I care to admit.

Learning how people with normal 9-5 Monday through Friday jobs live on the weekend.

I told Joey I was going to sleep till noon on Saturday.  I made it to 8:45.

I ate breakfast in bed, read a book, took a leisurely run, made a lunch that didn’t involve heating up leftovers, watched Joey bowl in a tournament and went out to dinner with friends.

Where I got a sign that I’m meant to be a future politician.

I think not.

Catching up on lots of recorded TV.

Dare I say I thought Daniel Radcliffe was pretty funny on SNL?  Or maybe I was just shocked that he was better live than in the HP films.  Let’s face it, the acting isn’t what makes those movies good…

Did anyone catch Bill Cosby on Late Night?  That guy is so great!

Normal Sundays.

If making a giant batch of pancakes at 10 AM, sipping tea and finally deciding to go to the grocery at noon is normal.  And to me, it totally is.

Like I said, I don’t think being unemployed is a reason to celebrate, but if I can go to free Sunday yoga and accept a spontaneous invitation to see a movie, I kind of feel like celebrating!

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What are you up to this weekend?

Have you ever had a weekend job?

Are there some things you’ve put ahead of blogging lately?