I didn't realize how I've become accustomed to the chaos in my house. On Saturday morning, Nick left for Oklahoma, and Cari wasn't returning from Canada until Sunday afternoon - leaving me all by myself in the house. Most of Saturday, I revelled in it. I stayed in my PJ's. I ate leftovers (not having to rush to make sure I got them before a hungry roommate). I watched t.v. I read random things (Cari left "Band of Brothers" on the end table, so I started that). I walked around the living room naked (no, not really, but I thought about it). I watched Fellowship of the Ring (on dvd) and Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone (on tv). I was basically determined not to leave the house, and I succeeded. Though, once evening rolled around, I realized I was more than slightly overwhelmed by the quiet and sought out people to talk to over IM. I think I talked Irwin into installing Movable Type for my blog (I was especially convinced when I found out I could "liberate" my diaryland archives with a script available over the Internet and move them over to MT). Yes, I know I could install it myself, but reading the directions gave me a headache. Then I went back to quietness.

Yesterday I went shopping and got a jacket, a new skirt, two books (including A Wizard of Earthsea by U. LeGuin because they are making it into a movie on the scifi channel, and I feel remiss in never reading it), new headphones for my iPOD (but not the white iPod kind because they were freakin' expensive), a gingerbread latte, new bras, and new underwear. Whew. Shopping frenzy!

I'm hoping my purchase of new books will get me out of the reading rut I've been in - I've been re-reading all my favorites, which is fun and comfortable and happy, but it does feel like I'm in a rut.