Time goes by so slowly......unless we bake and make!!

Boredom gets to me. Very quickly. I need constant excitement else my days do not pass. For instance, at this very moment I am grappling with the following completely new (to the extent, these are alien to me) ideas:

·         Celebrating x-mas: Getting and decorating a Christmas tree plus (here is the really big one) baking a Coffee Walnut cake

·         Considering getting an aquarium for either the house or K’s office (and I am clueless about anything marine – sea water fish and fresh water fish you said, so one of them tastes salty is it? You get the drift)

·         Planning to keep a plant in the house. I have no plants, I have no space and I have no clue (don’t know the names, didn’t know there are popular indoor plants that are apparently poisonous if chewed by kids and dogs).

These are things to get and keep me excited and looking forward to life. I do have other things in my life, like a full time job that takes away 60-70% of my waking time, books to read, grocery shopping, maid guidance and other general debauchery.

The thing is I want results on the abovementioned things fairly fast too. I can get really impatient. And so far, two days of following up on these new activities have yielded no results and zero clarity. That is so not good!

K understands me, most times and understands this need to bring excitement to life. But he doesn’t get excited himself. Like I said he understands it but does not indulge it. He is wired differently. No excessive emotional outbursts from him, no gloom and doom scenario. I can be a drama queen occasionally and most days he handles it well- by not reacting and mostly letting it go. Sometime I guess he does react and those are the times I tell him, feel the excitement, plan with me. But I have failed in that department so far. I continue to dream and plan and he continues to view this as unnecessary.

This time though, I feel a strong need to at least get that plant and bake the cake. It must be the nesting thing. You know, women need to add their touch to their homes to truly feel at home? To be ready for the next stage of commitment. I am a little surprised that I am going through that given how little interest I take in anything that generally concerns the house. But yes, it’s the nesting urge!