With my spoons never at "full", and my bank account always leaning towards "empty", I never get to do all the things I would like to do. If I could have one day of unlimited funds and energy, and more than 24 hours in a day, this is what I would do.
A Day With No Limits
I would wake up, full of energy. I would actually put on makeup and do my hair and everything I never bother with. My poor face hasn't had the attention it deserves in months. If I can remember how to put on eyeliner, I would be amazed. That's how long it's been.
Then I could get up and go exercise. Or maybe I should do that before getting my makeup on.
Okay let's start over.
|Makeup artists brush kit. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)|
I wake up at six in the morning and cook myself a healthy breakfast, like my yummy 2-ingredient pancakes. Maybe even make my own orange juice. Then I clean my dishes, put on my exercise clothes, and go for a nice jog uphill. Both ways. Do a full body workout that I know I'll feel tomorrow (God, I miss being sore).
Then shower and put on makeup and do my hair. Shave my legs. Paint my nails. EVERYTHING. By the time I'm done, it would only be nine. Maybe 9:30. So I still have time to do whatever I want.
I'd get in my car and drive out to Beverly Hills. My mom told me there's this really awesome bookstore out there that I'm dying to go see. So that's where I'll be headed. Buy lots of books. Stuff them in my car, and head to the LACMA museum. Go on all the little tours. Then walk around and start telling random strangers about the history behind the art. I would make an excellent tour guide.
After finishing up at the museum, I'd drive about 3 blocks down to the Farmers Market and go to the most delicious place ever: The French Crepe Company. I can almost smell the crepes right now. It is just heaven on my tongue. I love getting number 17: L'arc De Triomphe which is Farmer's Cheese with your choice of preservatives. But their Rossi Gourmet Sandwich is also incredible.
And just a short walk away is some excellent shopping opportunities. Most of the time, I hate shopping. I'm either broke, or my weight has been a problem. But since this day is limitless in funds and energy, and since I'm much skinnier than I used to be, I actually look good in clothes and shopping doesn't make me want to cry. So I'll stock up on clothes that look good and are very versatile, and I'll get one special really hot outfit and head over to either Das Bunker or Circus Disco. I've heard awesome things about both of them, but until I turn 21, I won't be allowed in.
Then I'll come home, get some reading done, and sleep very, very well.
Hmmm, maybe I should do that for my 21st birthday. Alas, all my friends are under 21. But I've never minded doing things by myself. I've even spent a few birthdays all by myself.