Woodstock February 22, 2005 ~ 11:13 am
Posted by Julie in : Daily Grind , trackbackI actually escaped the city this weekend! For those of you who don’t live in New York, this might not mean much. Hell, even for those of you who live here, it might not mean much, if you have a car. But I don’t have a car. I have to rely on the kindness of others to escape. If I recall correctly, the last time I got out was Thanksgiving, and the time before that was for Rick’s birthday in July. And there might have been a drive somewhere in between the two, but I can’t remember exactly when. I’m like an inmate who has just been given a day-pass into the outside world.
No, it’s worse than that. When I get into a car, I’m like a dog. I am so excited to be going for a ride in the car-car that I can’t see straight. I’m talking non-stop, I’m looking out all the windows, hell, if it’s not cold, I’m sticking my head out the window to feel the breeze. Freedom! Freedom from the city where millions of people are all trying to run me over! Freedom from the subway! Freedom to go to a place where there are trees, and streams, and mountains, and if I’m really lucky, to go for a walk in the great outdoors! I am now perfectly sympatico with the canine impulse to go nuts when they get into a car. I am one with you, my furry brothers and sisters!
God bless Rick for putting up with that craziness on the way to Woodstock this weekend. I think I calmed down after the first hour in the car, but I’m not really sure. My truly benevolent liberator also saw fit to take me to Michael’s (the craft store) on the way. And he came into the yarn section with me and submitted to multiple entreaties to “feel this one! it’s so soft!” as I held out skeins of yarn. If he isn’t the perfect man, I don’t know who is. The only thing he wouldn’t do was let me buy a lacrosse set when we went to Modell’s. I think he’s a little scared that one or both of us will end up broken and bruised, because this is the third time he’s rejected that idea. Pffft.
We stayed at a friend’s house outside of Woodstock (said friend was away, so we had a nice cabin to ourselves this weekend), and I finally got to see all the nature I’d been craving. Deer, hawks, trees, stream, snow, we saw it all. We even got to go hiking for a few miles, which is one of my favorite things to do. And then we went window shopping in Woodstock, where they have not one, but two yarn stores. Can you feel the excitement? I didn’t buy anything, though, because as with all small yarn stores, the yarn they carried was beautiful but pricey, and I am finally trying to learn the difference between wanting something and needing something. I promptly forgot that lesson when we found a candy store that sold Aero bars and Clark bars, but dammit, I needed a Clark bar.
Came back Sunday night and stayed with Rick until yesterday afternoon, when I finally decided to take pity on my cats and come home (had a three day weekend for President’s Day). This weekend was just the break I needed. Now I just have to find my motivation so I can get going with work again. After I surf some blogs…
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