Friday, April 23, 2010

What Do You Mean It's Not Sunday?

Dear Portland,
Today I stayed in bed. ALL DAY. I felt fine, a little homesick, but generally just tired and wanting to stay in bed. I watched some movies (Food Inc. & Driving Miss Daisy), didn't really eat much (because of Food Inc.), called the gas company to check on my heating bill, and was generally all around lazy. I figured I deserved it. This past week I did a lot. Applied to all 8 places I want to work, got my shower working, paid my parking ticket, knit 2 hats and one legwarmer, and listened to a bunch of podcasts. And while I know that that is a fraction of what you and your 2 million significant others do in a day Portland, I am content. I am beginning to be content here. I'm slowing down, Im looking around, really looking, and listening.
With all this 70 degree weather I have been craving the forest. I'm really wanting to get a feel for the land here. I don't know what it looks like or smells like. I don't know what plants are where, not that it's a world of difference, but I know where to look for everything in the Oregon/Washington forests. I think maybe this weekend I will ask around/do some research and find a close place to go for a hike. And take Mary's dog with me. That would be wonderful.

It was a quiet day in my life and in my mind so there is not much report. Tomorrow I'm going to the Farmer's Market. Big day.

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