The thing I miss most about college is how busy I was a lot of the time. It could be really irritating and stressful at times (a lot of the time), but I miss it. I miss rushing to class after a night spent reading hundreds of pages just to keep up with all of my classes, and then having to rush through lunch so I can drive twenty minutes to my internship where I spent the next three hours busy rejacketing books, working on mailings, and researching potential reviewers to whom we could pitch books. I miss spending hours in the library working on my honors thesis and running around trying to find obscure, misplaced books (there was one I never did find). And I miss cranking out papers and writing assignments while sitting on the couch in my common room with Grey's Anatomy on in the background.
I just didn't appreciate busy days when I had them. Busy days treated me so well- they made me happy, and I had an excuse to drink ridiculously delicious, ridiculously caffeinated things from the Ogle cafe with names like "The Wrecking Ball." It had four shots of espresso in it. It was chocolatey, caffeinated bliss. Sigh. I'm sorry, busy days. I should never have let you go. What do you say we rekindle our romance?
Well, I'm going to. I've decided that, even if I'm not really busy, I'm going to make myself busy. Today? I'm going to find my library card (seriously, I can't seem to go five minutes without losing that thing), and then I'm going to go to the library. After I unload the dishes. When I get back, I'm going to get the breakfast nook market-ready. Then I'm going to read a book. Then I'm going to get the keeping room market-ready. It might seem a little lame, but we really need to get the house market-ready, and having these goals set really helps me.
So, busy days. I hope you say yes. Because I'm looking forward to a long and happy relationship with you.