Check out my lunchtime find: Mommy's Time Out Pinot Grigio. Brilliant! I don't care if it tastes like mud, that label makes me happy. I don't even know if the bottle will fit into the she-cave's mini-fridge, but I bought it anyway. (Don't question why I was at the liquor store over lunch, mkay?)I love my she-cave (otherwise known as the loft above the master bedroom). It's what I imagine most of you had as a college dorm, but more mature. In which case, maybe I should refer to it as the Grotto for Feminine Rumination. The GFR, if you will. It contains within three walls and a railing, nearly everything that makes me happy. The mini-fridge stocked with Amstel Light and/or Sam Adams Seasonal. The life sized cardboard cutout of Forrest Griffin. The collection of concert memorabilia and albums. The comfy oversized chair positioned at just the right angle to the television so as to avoid window glare. The [dusty] exercise equipment. The bookshelf lined with biology textbooks. The laptop/second monitor setup that allows me to be social and work.
Did I say more mature?
It is unfortunate that in recent weeks I've been forced to abandon the GFR. By the end of a typical weekday, I have only enough energy to make it up the first flight of stairs and into my bed. It is in light of my lunchtime discovery, however, that I've penciled into the pocket calendar some weekend GFR time. Well, that and Netflix may soon send Guido to repossess the unwatched discs I've had sitting on my desk for the past month.
I'm neurotic today because...
...in lieu of quality GFR time, I've created a makeshift lunchtime she-cave in the back of my Murano. Please note: the upside to never cleaning out the back of your SUV is that you have everything you need to make yourself comfortable in emergencies and/or moments of Please-Just-Leave-Me-The-Hell-Alone. Don't worry about the odd stares of passersby. They're just jealous they didn't think of it. Or so I tell myself. (Don't judge--I breathe toenail dust for a living.)
Hahaha...that is awesome. I would like to say that I had a mini she-cave in my Altima for the past few days. Never knew I would sleep so well in my car, but I had everything I needed to survive including my ultra soft blanket. The tinted windows made it one kick ass she-cave! :) I'm convinced I could live out of my car if I had to.
ReplyDeleteOh, and btw...the name of that wine is AWESOME! Whoever thought of that is a genius!
I am making 2 works of art for the GFR...& I am almost finished with one of them: The Great Nubbie Escape! Should be in your mailbox inside a week!
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