My how things have changed. I was just pulling out my suitcase – it’s kind of a big ordeal. I have to move my shoes out from under my bed, then wiggle it out and unpack all the stuff I keep stored in there – and tossing some stuff in it for my trip to Seattle this weekend. While I was doing that, I turned on my “sad” playlist on iTunes. I listened to it a lot last summer and fall. That was a sad and lonely time. Things have been on the upswing since then. When exactly? I don’t even remember. Maybe Riki remembers.
So you’d think I’d put on a happy mix for packing or at least a neutral or random mix. It’s just been kind of a blue, lonely week. This weekend was hit or miss with the thunderstorms, so I wasn’t super motivated to get out and risk getting caught in the rain. Though I did visit a museum and the Upper West with a friend on Saturday. On Sunday, I went to aerial yoga, which is always a party/circus/badass experience then I met a friend for a drink. Monday was stormy, so despite a desire to get out and play, I came home. Today, an after-work appointment was canceled, so I’m home. I had canceled my Wednesday movie plans over the weekend because I thought I’d need the time to get ready for my trip, but now I really don’t.
So I’m here, listening to my sad playlist, making car rental arrangements and emailing friends to finalize plans. But it makes me think of how positive my life has been since I decided to move to New York. Days or weeks like this have been few. My new go-to playlist is called “new happy.” It’s what I listen to while I get dressed in the morning or I just need to shake my hips a bit before bed. If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to turn off the melancholy Mat Kearney and find something that makes me want to dance.