Author: InteractThis

I am a woman of many moods and each one has her own soundtrack.

Not Whinging About Daylight Saving Time

While I am not a fan of daylight saving time, I refuse to waste my day complaining about it; I have already fake lost an hour so why waste more time on something of which I have no control.

Yes, it takes me a few days to get my body clock acclimated to the new construct, but it will happen.

No, I will never get my stupid oven and microwave clocks to match exactly no matter how many times I try. Luckily, I will rarely notice as I do not usual stare at them simultaneously.

No, I will not change my car clock; it can just stay that way until it is correct in the fall. Maybe, it is because I forget how to do it.

No, my cats will never get their internal clocks in sync with this time or any time or care about time in any way. When they want breakfast, they will wake me up and I will do their bidding regardless of daylight being saved or wasted.

I am going to just breath in and ignore the whole thing. If only I could do that with everything that annoys me.

Forgiveness and Letting Go

It has been 5 week since my crappy breakup, in some ways it seems like an eternity, in others like it was yesterday.

I know I am not whole yet. I feel like I gave him a piece of me that he just threw away; I am hoping I have some latent amphibian DNA that will re-grow what I am missing. Existing when not feeling whole is a bit like going through the motions and not particularly joyous. Blah. But each day is a little better and at times I even forget.

I will feel whole again but it will take time and there is nothing I can do to make it happen faster. I wish I could, but I have found the more I try to control how I feel, the crazier it makes me feel. More than likely, it will happen so slowly I won’t even notice when it does.

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Now I Get It, Multiverses.

My sudden and harsh breakup left me quite confused as I tried to piece together all of these contradictory bits of data into one complete theory that made sense. My brain would swirl and when I thought I had it all solved, I would remember something else that blew it all up thereby invalidating my hypothesis. Frustrating.

But now I understand, my breakup and my ex-boyfriend are scientific proof that multiverses exist.

Granted, my tiny brain is only capable of understanding the theory of multiverses on a conceptual level but that is perfect since it turns out I only understood my ex in theory as well.

So I get it. All of these conflicting truths are actually true at the same time. They exist in imperceptibly different universes simultaneously. Woah.

He loved me. He wasn’t in love with me. He was happy with me. He pursued another. He lied. He cheated. He didn’t want to hurt me. We are great friends. He wants me out of his life. All true. All at the same time.

And this simultaneous existence bent the laws of physics enough that it actually prevented me from seeing the truth. But each universe has its own truth so I guess I did see A truth just not the one existing in the universe I currently reside.

It makes so much sense now. Why the hell did I drop that advance physics class? Oh right, it was too early.

My hope now is to somehow escape my perceived universe to the space in between, the higher dimension, and enjoy a different view and the peace of the nothingness. Science, yo.

Wine Bistro? Brilliant!

Last night I had a lovely night with an old friend at JJ’s Coffee + Wine Bistro in Uptown and discovered the most brilliant concept: A coffee house by day that converts to a wine bar at night. A casual bar where you can sit around tapping on your various electronic devices, sip wine, eat some tasty snacks and look at Lake Calhoun and the Uptown crowd. It is a good thing I do not live closer or I might just become a regular which would put a big wrinkle in my Suck Less In 2014™ campaign.

WTH Emotions, Why You Gotta Be Like This?

Today is one of those annoying days where I feel sad and melancholy completely out of the blue. Could this be hormonal shenanigans messing with me for sport? It there a tiny blip in my brain chemicals? Is my microbiome, gut bacteria, fluttering out of whack? Whichever, whatever it is I disapprove and am currently giving it the finger.

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Today I Did Not Punch An Old Lady In The Face

My first thought this morning was a string of creative profanity followed by some half-hearted attempt at self-motivation. This was my first day at the earlier swim time and I forgot how early feels. Ugh morning! I mean sweet! I can’t wait to swim! I didn’t even bother to look at the weather and the ridiculously butt-numbing-cold temperature for fear I would lose the little motivation to which I was clinging.

I scraped off my car both inside and out, and slowly drove on the packed ice that was once a road; every stop and start was a slip sliding tractionless adventure.

I parked and started walking to the pool taking carefully placed baby steps to ensure I remained upright. My 2-block walk was filled with positive affirmations, praising myself for actually attempting to exist in this polar vortex of hell. Convincing myself this would be the best swim ever known to womankind. This day was going to be awesome and this swim was just the beginning of the awesomeness. By the time I arrived at the building, I was oozing positivity.

I walked into the locker room feeling motivated and ready to go when I turned the corner and saw HER. Shirley, the leader of the old lady coven that ruled the pool during this hour. Ugh. I had forgotten about SHIRLEY. Gossipy, cranky, nosy, bossy, SHIRLEY.

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Passive-Aggressives And The Food And Wine Experience

Yesterday I went to the 20th anniversary of the Minnesota Monthly Food & Wine Experience held at the Metropolitan and Legend’s clubs of Target Field. I loved the location choice and it was a surprisingly perfect fit for such an event with easy parking, beautiful views and vendors spread out enough to not feel obnoxiously crowded yet still maintaining the room energy.

The event boasts nearly 200 vendors sampling various wines, beers, and tasty morsels but of course the best part is the people watching.

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OMG I Smiled!

Yesterday I cleaned out my purse and found a small trinket from my last visit with my ex; remembering the day made me smile. Then I smiled again because I was smiling. It was a regular smile fest all over the place.

I took this as a good sign to finally tuck away those things that reminded me of him…or at least the ones that solely reminded me of him not the awesome stuff he gave me that fit with my other awesome stuff to make things more awesome.

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Who Am I? Who Knows Anymore?

I have been trying to fill in that silly “About” page on this blog and I have no idea what to say. So for fun, I thought I would just write down everything that popped into my head about myself and see what came out. So this is me, sorta, not really, probably:

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