I'm hanging onto these last few slices of summer and trying to savor them for all they're worth; school starts for me on Monday. And while that comes with an excitement all its own, coupled with the thrill of the change in seasons, I'm just not ready for summer to be over yet.
I thrive on days that were meant to be spent swimming in a river.
I live for afternoons when the sun invites you to lay out, when the breeze is just right.
I can't bear the thought of not enough time in the afternoon for a quick nap with the summer sun warming my skin through the window.
But in anticipation of a season of change, I am starting to get ready. Here's where I tell you the things that will most certainly jeopardize my man-card holding privileges.
I bought some L'oreal exfoliating scrub. I use it every night and it's heaven to my face.
My friend Diana offered to wax my eyebrows ---and I accepted.
I went and had my back waxed. (Now that should redeem some man-points. That took some real ...cojones). I was reminded of the scene in the movie Hitch where Albert is getting his back waxed:
After the waxing, I got a massage.
Today, I go in for a trim.
I will be ready for school. All these little self-indulgent things are helping me to get excited.
Note: the eyebrow treatment took a total of maybe 10 minutes, and let me put it this way: I never thought I could love my eyebrows this much.
The gym has been good to me. I continue to make progress, losing flab and gaining that dense, strong, lovely stuff we call muscle.
Friends are coming back into town -friends I haven't seen since my first semester here. Reunions will be joyful.
I fear that the fun of the Fall semester will pass all too quickly and that before I know it, I'll be plunged into real society to decide my next move and determine the path that I will travel next.