lonely lunches while doug was gone
i'm used to eating lunch everyday with doug since he works from home, but while he was gone this last week and after jenny left, i had to get used to eating lunch alone in a freakishly quiet house. i used to love the quiet, but i guess that over the years i've gotten used to so much activity during the day, so the first day alone was especially hard. i had just dropped jenny off at the airport and returning to the quiet, still home seemed like such a drastic contrast to the day before when the house was filled with laughter and great conversation. suddenly the house was so quiet and lonely. before i had even finished eating my first lonely meal, i decided the next couple of afternoons wouldn't be the same, and i'd take advantage of the silence. the next day with the newly fallen snow on the ground, i decided to run down the thrift store and buy some holiday lp's to play all through the day, make a light, girly meal, and open the shades wide to let in the bright wintry light. looking back on the week, i think these lunches helped me to really enjoy being alone. and now that doug's back, i plan on trying my best to recreate those peaceful, comforting afternoons. so doug if you're reading, come on upstairs in five minutes and there will be vegetarian sandwiches, lambic and bing crosby waiting!
6 comments:
the food looks good. I wish it would snow in austin.
Even though the tone is slightly melancholy, I love that you embraced the quiet! It sounds heavenly. Good food and soft music, so nice.
the food looks wonderful, which helps to make up for the being alone part. have a good week. :)
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Hi, de-lurking to ask what are you knitting? I see some brown and white striped cuteness and I have to know what it is?
its so true! I have to set the mood for myself during alone days. Its always the days I spend time on myself that end up being the most productive and happy :)
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I have that same plate! I found it in a thrift store back home.
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