I dreaded coming home today because Chris had night class, which means he would not be home until later on. I hate being home alone. I used to hate it at home with my parents, and I hate it even more here.. because at least at my parents' place someone is bound to come home at any random time. But here, it's just Chris and I.. so no hope of Chris showing up until his usual time.
As mentioned I was not looking forward to coming home to the empty condo. So I dilly-dallied [as dad would say] my way home. Oddly enough I made it home at the same time as when I rush.. go figure. Got home, turned on all the lights and rolled up my sleeves for a night of cooking.
Turns out it only took me an hour. Mind you I had already cut up the vegetables last night. So today I just had to marinate the chicken. And, I already knew what I was making because I had a long conversation with mom last night on how to make this one particular chicken dish. Let's see, wash the chicken. Easy enough. Put it in a bowl. OK. Add soya sauce, chinese cooking wine... I swear there was something else. Oh yes... pepper! Gotta love that pepper! Done. Now to cook it. Put some oil in a hot pot, add the garlic and brown the chicken. So far so good.... turn the chicken over... um.. um.. WHAT NOW?!? Yikes!.. quick call mom! [Note to self: add mom and dad on phone speed-dial]. Also got the recipe for cooking a nice vegetable dish from mom.
Everything is back on track. In fact, felt pretty comfortable [well, except for the two fingers I burnt], so I made a few calls. 'Elle, what time is ANTM on? Now? Oh, ok...' Told Steve about how I just burnt the stainless steele stovetop covers, then my fingers :(
Anyway, everything turned out perfectly! Chris got out of class early and was home in time just for dinner! He loved the dinner and said he was so proud of me! [Seriously, this was the first dinner I've actually cooked on my own! Last week I went out for dinner with a friend because I dreaded the being home alone night.] I think I will learn to embrace these nights of being alone. We'll see. For now... I will use these nights to master the art of cooking!
So I really thought that after my wedding day I would be the most happiest doing absolutely nothing. I imagined myself lounging on our beautiful white couch in our brand new condo watching LOST. Yeah I know... why LOST? Because one night, when I was completely stressed out with a kazillion things to do, a two-hour LOST recap episode came on. I was INSTANTLY hooked! Maybe it was because I was looking for something, ANYTHING to distract me from all the busy I had in my life... something I could use to procrastinate. I layed on my bed, found a comfortable position and did not move for the next two hours. It was one of the most non-productive, most enjoyable two hours of my life at the time. So yes, I fantasized about buying all of the LOST season DVDs and having a complete LOST marathon at home. That was how I wanted to spend my first few days[?], weeks[?] of my married life... to completely lose myself [no pun intented] and engrosse myself within this TV show.
Ok, back to real life. I have not yet watched the LOST season DVDs. The only TV I've watched this summer is really Big Brother and then more recently The Hills. Other than that I don't really have any shows right now that interest me. I watched Survivor - China tonight. I am curious if Ashley the wrestler will actually survive. She didn't seem as up there as I thought she would... considering her personality as a professional wrestler and all. I think I'd like to get into CSI Las Vegas this season, because of the Miniature Killer. Other than that, I have no clue on any of the new shows because for some reason I have no interest to get more into watching TV.
Surprisingly, instead of embracing the fact that I have absolutely nothing to do, I am finding myself quickly getting bored. Not of married life: we are still having fun with learning to play house and learning to cook. [Thanks Dad for the quick lesson over the phone on how to make a tasty dish out of cabbage. We still need to go over how to cut up the round cabbage into SQUARES.]
But my boredness has blossomed into a type of restlessness. I NEED to do SOMETHING! Yeah, imagine my surprise when i figured that one out. I actually found myself seriously contemplating what was wrong with me. I have absolute freedom to do nothing, and yet I am complaining? The answer is yes. I have come to the conclusion that I am the type of person that needs to be doing something... most of the time. As a friend said to me today 'You are a CONTROL freak'... and as he said that I thought to myself, 'Why yes, yes I am'. And there's nothing wrong with that.. most of the time.
So, since my AHA! moment, I have started a new course towards my HR certificate, I have registered for, fundraised for and campaigned for my friends to join the CIBC Run for the Cure on Sept 30, I am almost serious about running for Board of Directors in my condominium, and I am thinking of starting my own Toastmasters group. Did I mention I am constantly reading two books at a time and have now officially run out of books to read?
And yet... I can't shake that feeling of restlessness. I need to something, ANYTHING!
... hmmm.. should I get a dog?!?
