I LIVE!!!

Right now Sarah and I are sitting at our kitchen table, listening to Rascal Flatts.  I just toasted myself a bagel with some lovely crumbly cheese and I think I'm going to heat another pot of tea in a moment.  Sarah's having a self-revelatory day, so she's journaling and we're chatting a little from time to time.  It is in short, a very prosy afternoon.  What is "prosy" you ask?  Well technically it means commonplace, everyday, even dull.  But I've re-defined it for myself.  

prosy:  a multi-purpose word meaning deliciously quiet, delightfully commonplace, or wonderfully ordinary.  ex: a fall day with a little gray rain and a little sunshine, a quiet stroll, or an evening in with tea and a friend or a book.

Isn't that nice?  Anyway, I realized that it's been a long time since some of you have heard from me and I wanted you to know that I'm still alive and well.  More than well.  I'm happy.  But there's not a lot to write about.  I'll show you what I mean - Here's a typical day:

7am - Sarah wakes up and I roll over and go back to sleep.

8:45am - I make myself wake up and get ready for work.  Yay cereal!

9:30am - I need to be out the door if I'm going to get to work on time.

travel time depends on whether or not there are delays on the Circle Line on the Tube.  When there are, I get very annoyed, especially if I am running late.  But if I'm not, I just sit back with my music and wait.  

10:30am - My lunch shift starts at work.  I help set up the restaurant, eat, chat with my co-workers and serve people food until 5:30pm.  If I'm working a double I get a break from 3:30pm till 5:30pm and then I do it all over again until about 11pm.

If I've only worked lunch then I travel home where Sarah's making dinner and we just have a quiet evening and then go to bed.  If I work a double then I catch the bus home and get to sleep around 1pm because I have to wind down for a little while.  I like those late nights where I'm the only one awake.  There's someone else near to me, but I can just browse the internet silently or chat with friends before I go to sleep.  

See?  Quiet.  Simple.  Prosy.  

That's not to say that there aren't crazy, unexpected, frustrating, hilarious, ridiculous moments that fill up my week-days.  Because there are.  And I love it.  I like being here.  I like being simple.  I like Sarah and I like London.  But I miss people in the States, so I'll come home in March.  Sound good? :)