It has been noted that I was very quick to post the photo of the poor car. What can I say? I’m a child of my generation. Or maybe the next generation. I don’t know.
After the accident I couldn’t focus on anything and was useless at work. The paramedic told me not to go home and be on my own, just in case I was feeling worse and needed to go to hospital. Guan had the day off and was going into the city, so I tagged along. We went to Kings Comics, Kinokuniya, the Tea Centre and Borders. I bought Odd and the Frost Giants by Neil Gaiman (and RSVPed for his Kinokuniya appearance in May), The Book Thief by Markus Zusak which I’ve wanted to read for a while, and Wicked by Gregory Maguire.
I was casting around for something satisfying to watch on DVD. At Borders I bought My Neighbour Totoro, which I had watched for the first time last week with Guan and Mary, and it was the perfect solution. Mum and I came home, she made the most delicious beef stroganoff for dinner (which is our version of comfort food!), and we watched Totoro together. She laughed and thought it was cute; I was glad, because she doesn’t normally watch animated films and I didn’t know whether she’d stick around long enough to get into it. It just made me smile so much, which was sorely needed!
Today, however, the adrenalin had all gone and I was just a big blob of meh. But that was okay. I didn’t have anywhere to be, or anything to do. So I read and played piano and lay around. I walked with mum to Maroubra Junction to do some groceries and I almost passed out. It was exhausting! To think I had walked and walked all day yesterday, and today I could barely make it around the corner. I rented some DVDs and when we got home I just slept for a few hours.
We kind of partially did the Earth Hour thing, even though I think the hyperbole of it is ridiculous – “How are you celebrating Earth Hour?” Give me a break! But we do like candles. We turned off our lights and lit candles, had tomato soup and toast, and watched Once on DVD. Scout curled up in the curve of my body and alternated between being a little croissant-shaped cat and a fully outstretched mini-bear. It was very cosy.
Now I’m listening to the Once soundtrack and dreaming of music to be made. I’m very grateful for the chill-out time. Thank God for weekends.