the house is currently creaking and talking to me, but it feels friendly and kind.
i've been sleeping far too much lately instead of not sleeping at all - which is nice, but unproductive. yesterday after meeting with friends at muddy waters by The Cinema, michele and i decided to drive to hydesville to find the remnants of the house that the fox sisters lived in, after having seen The House in Hydesville the night before at GEVA. the piece itself left some to be desired, the actors put themselves wholeheartedly into the performance and were excellent, but the piece itself was disappointing. so we made the drive to north of newark and found the house, with only its foundations remaining, and then came home to nap for an astonishing four hours. i love the feeling of just sinking into bed and not coming out, enjoying the feeling of drifting in between consciousness and deep sleep, and especially doing so next to michele. alas, while running errands today, that feeling stuck with me and i fought to stay awake and remaining coherent while grocery shopping.
i bought a lot of vegetables and fruit today. on saturday, after little man's meet, and before going to geva, we stopped at the outlet mall and i tried on jeans in old navy. it wasn't too terribly much of a surprise for me when i fit into size 14 jeans, it was just a terrible surprise that i realized how little i've been caring for myself.
i drank my eight glasses of water today, even with a late start. i've been watching tv shows that promote health instead of beating myself up (by watching mtv). we had a nice salad with grilled chicken for dinner, and are currently baking cookies - i need the fortitude to resist, but i believe i can.