At least six times a year (basically, whenever I can remember to) I flip around and sleep backwards in bed. You know, head where the feet are supposed to be.
In a weird way, it’s almost like a mini vacation. I wake up, and for a second I don’t know exactly where I am. The room is totally foreign from this vantage point. I’m not sure why I get such a kick out of it. When I was married and also with past girlfriends, I haven’t found anyone that gets as much pleasure from this simple change. I feel like my current girlfriend would do it, but only because she knew how excited I get. But in her mind she’d think it was stupid. It sort of is.
I get the same pleasure putting things in my garbage disposal. The other day I had a full ear of corn (husk and all) that was starting to go bad. Instead of placing it in the rightful place, the garbage, I decided to drop it in the disposal. It took a good three minutes to go down, and little bits of corn were flying around. It was awesome.
Occasionally I’ll be washing my bed sheets and it will just get too late and they won’t be dry at a reasonable hour. Instead of pulling out other sheets I have in the armoire, I go and pass out in the guest bedroom. Another fun vacation-like activity. I did a whole week there two weeks ago. No particular reason. Just was having a good time.
Last week there was some work done to the water here at the condo building. Not sure why exactly, but for some reason in my master bath the shower now doesn’t have hot water and the pressure has dropped down to near-nothing. Apparently I’m the only one experiencing this out of the thirty-three units.
Instead of getting bummed (which never occurred to me) I saw this as an opportunity to use the guest bathroom (which I never do, except a few times a year to take baths – the last time I did, I filmed it). I’ve been showering in there for over a week and it’s pretty fun. I never realized I had my dog’s protein shampoo in there right next to the really nice Kiehl’s stuff my sister got me. Guess what I’m doing tomorrow? Yes. Yes I am.
Anyway, I need to remember that changing things up and having fun can be done without any new stuff. I’m always looking for new items to excite me, or save me, or make my life whole. And sometimes new stuff does do that. But often it doesn’t. To know that if I just flip myself around in bed once a fiscal quarter I’ll have a fun experience – there’s a sort of freedom in that, you know?
No, you probably don’t. Because normal people don’t sleep backwards or use their dog’s shampoo, or put full rotisserie chicken carcasses in the garbage disposal while giggling.
But thank God you happen to like reading about it.
