recovery plan.

even if i only get three hours to myself this weekend....

i'm already dreaming of tomorrow night.

i'm going to pull in the driveway.

i'll probably even leave my purse in the car

because i'll be too anxious to

race inside,

throw the keys in the key bowl,

fall on the couch, under a warm blanket,

i might not even remove my shoes.

and i'll lay there.

until i find the energy to turn on a good movie.

maybe atonement.

maybe the queen.

definitely one that i've already seen...

in case i fall asleep.

and i'll stay there.

until i can't stay there any more.

and i won't answer my phone.

and i won't reply to incoming messages.

i won't even move.

i'll just be still.

{until saturday when i go to my hair appointment, wash my car, post my grandma's used furniture ad on craigslist, unpack from two trips ago, clean my house, prepare for lara's arrival, grocery shop, wrap christmas presents, and study for my sunday school lesson.}

but tomorrow....

i'm going to hold still for a little while.