a day in the life

Four-thirty and I am into my warm apartment, heels off, crackers and hummus spread on the coffee table as I decide how I want to spend my evening. The sun is out and bright, even through the trees, and I have all the time in the world. I stab sweet potatoes with a fork, wrap them in aluminum foil, and toss them in the oven, hopeful that they'll be finished by the time Trevor comes home.

I pick up baseball caps and mascara tubes off the floor and shuffle wrinkled pajamas back into the closet. I unload the dishwasher and sweep as Benny Goodman plays in the background. Is big band and swing music too much for this peaceful afternoon? I don't care.

Apartment is clean-ish. Success! I feel all wifely inside.

I sit down to my laptop in the bright, appropriately named Yellow Room (aka the guest room that I have taken over with all things yellow.) I flip it open and poise my hands over the keys. A scratch of another key, Trevor's, against the latch, and the door creaks open. I frown a little at the screen. But he comes in, wearing that grey shirt I like and I hop into his arms and give him a kiss or two or ten.

He asks me about my first day at work, eyes eager and smiling. I recount the cubicles and the communal coffee pot and the quarter jar beside it, the one I didn't notice until after pouring a cup. What else? Scanning, staring. Sunlight during lunch. He tells me about his day; meetings and vision and leadership. We eat sweet potatoes, not quite done. We kiss and he's gone; band practice.*

I sigh, suddenly tired. What was I doing? Writing. For the blog. I sit back down and strike at the keys, mind distracted. The words fall flat. I'll try again tomorrow.


*Long story short: the bridal shop job did not end up working out.  I know.  Still super bummed, but I was offered an office job at a college nearby and, though not as exciting as working with brides and dresses, I am beyond grateful for it.



Linking up with Jenni at Story of My Life for her May blogging series. Have you been following along with her daily prompts?