I like staying in hotels.
I'm not sure if it's the change of scenery, the chintzy decor, the privacy or that staying in a hotel usually means something fun or exciting is happening. When I think of the different places I've been and the things I've done, the places I've stayed along the way always stick out in my mind.
I get a feeling like I'm in neutral territory. The room is mine for the night or weekend or however long I'm staying, but I have no ownership or responsibility towards it (well...other than making sure I don't trash the place...but for me that's really not too difficult).
I especially like nice hotel rooms.
I have no problems with forking over extra cash for a better room. If I have my choice of a 2-star room for $50 and a 4-star room for $100...if it's in my budget, I'll take the 4 star room. A softer bed, a few more amenities, less chance of seeing a really creepy looking bug crawl across your bathroom floor...totally worth it.
On the other end of the scale, I've never stayed at a truly upscale hotel. The fanciest place I've stayed up until this point is the Green Valley Ranch just outside of Las Vegas. I loved it and would totally go back there again if I had the opportunity, but what I'm really talking about are places like the Waldorf Astoria and so on. Places that cost more per night than my car is worth. If I had the opportunity and the money, I would totally stay at a place like that. I'm not sure how much I'd truly enjoy it though...I have a hard time relaxing at a place where things look like they cost more than what I have readily available in my checking account. Then again, if I was staying at a place like that, I probably would have a lot more in my bank account than I do right now.
Anyway, my absolute favorite place to stay is the Hampton Inn. I especially like how the new ones are decorated. I love the black and white photos and the elegant simplicity of the rooms. They have the best breakfasts, by far and the most comfortable beds that I've found in any hotel.
Either way, I do my best writing and my best thinking in hotels. Sometimes I get the best sleep in a hotel. (Depending on how the bed is). I can't speak from experience, but I think I could live in a hotel room.
Hmm...maybe I should become a travel writer or a hotel inspector....or just become independantly wealthy and move in.
:)
Friday, September 18, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Something New
My attempts at keeping a fairly regular blog have failed yet again. Or at least they were failing...I'm posting now, so technically not they're not failing at the moment.
Life is weird. Life is tough sometimes...things go one way and then they go the other.
I've been actually meaning to post sooner than later. I lost the piece of paper that I had my password written down on somewhere in the moving process. I've been doing a half-assed job of looking for it, but it's still nowhere to be found. I was previously too lazy to re-set things, but I really felt the urge to write something for some reason today, so I did the password recovery thing and re-set it. The double advantage is that now I don't have a reason to be frantically clawing my way through boxes to find what I was originally looking for. I've been home since the beginning of summer and I've only unpacked the necessities so far.
Right now is a time of reshuffling the deck. It's about picking up the pieces and putting everything back in order. Some of you know what's been going on in my life. Some of you don't. I'm not going to explain myself here because if I haven't told you anything, it's probably none of your business (no offense). It's time for new beginnings and something new. Not really sure what though.
I sort of have this feeling that the powers that be aren't really letting me go anywhere right now until I get a few things sorted out. My room would probably be a good starting place for that. I've been seeing the numbers 123 a lot. I looked it up in a book about messages that certain numbers may have if they start showing up a lot. My original thoughts were "123...maybe that means things should be/are going to be easy right now or from here on out". Actually, the meaning in the book essentially said that "now is the time to simplify your life". I suppose the vernacular of that would be "get rid of all of the shit you don't need and get the shit that you do need organized in some sort of a coherent manner" (my vernacular uses the word "shit" a lot).
Ugh, I hate cleaning.
I hate throwing things away...I never know if I'll need them again or not. More than once, I've thrown something away that I've ended up needing down the road. I never know what's safe to get rid of and what you need to keep. Old bank statements? Receipts? Cards? Letters? Concert tickets? Journals/notebooks? Socks? Sometimes it's a little more than "Will I need this?"...sometimes it's more like "Will I miss this?"
I've gotten rid of several items of clothing so far and quite a few papers from years back. I'm donating a lot of my craft supplies that I don't foresee needing in the near future (popsicle sticks, glitter, etc.) to the local pre-school. It still seems like it's a never-ending pile.
This is all complicated by the fact that all I really want to do right now is sleep. I get that way when I'm stressed or upset though.
Recently I decided to make an effort to do at least 15 min a day of cleaning/organizing/tossing...more if I can manage it. A little bit of progress has been made so far...I can see about 10% more floor (which desperately needs to be vacuumed). I'll keep you updated as to how this all goes.
I find that I've been narrating my life a lot lately...that's another reason I finally broke down and did a password retrieval on my account. I guess I figured that it was time I wrote some of this down and got it out of my head instead of letting it all collect and fester up there. Some of the narration is, in my opinion, quite good. Then again, things always seem to sound better in my head than they do coming out of my mouth...or out of my fingertips as it were.
I made a comment about being antisocial on Facebook today...that's a little out of character for me. I'm not really an introverted person...I've just been feeling that way a lot lately. I don't really know what that's all about.
On another note, I connected with a good friend last night that I hadn't talked to in several months. That was refreshing. It was good to hear her thoughts and perspective on the events in my life...she has a wonderful gift for being able to put a positive spin on anything. I've been doing my best to keep positive...but hearing what she had to say really helped. She's had some wonderfully exciting things going on in her life, so it was great to hear about all of those things as well.
On the needles right now is a cardigan. I call it my "Cookie Monster cardigan" because it's pretty much the same color as Cookie Monster. I'm using Malabrigo worsted weight in the colour way "Tuareg". It's very soft. My camera battery is currently charging, but I'll post pictures at some point.
I leave you with "Something New" by the Black Ghosts
Life is weird. Life is tough sometimes...things go one way and then they go the other.
I've been actually meaning to post sooner than later. I lost the piece of paper that I had my password written down on somewhere in the moving process. I've been doing a half-assed job of looking for it, but it's still nowhere to be found. I was previously too lazy to re-set things, but I really felt the urge to write something for some reason today, so I did the password recovery thing and re-set it. The double advantage is that now I don't have a reason to be frantically clawing my way through boxes to find what I was originally looking for. I've been home since the beginning of summer and I've only unpacked the necessities so far.
Right now is a time of reshuffling the deck. It's about picking up the pieces and putting everything back in order. Some of you know what's been going on in my life. Some of you don't. I'm not going to explain myself here because if I haven't told you anything, it's probably none of your business (no offense). It's time for new beginnings and something new. Not really sure what though.
I sort of have this feeling that the powers that be aren't really letting me go anywhere right now until I get a few things sorted out. My room would probably be a good starting place for that. I've been seeing the numbers 123 a lot. I looked it up in a book about messages that certain numbers may have if they start showing up a lot. My original thoughts were "123...maybe that means things should be/are going to be easy right now or from here on out". Actually, the meaning in the book essentially said that "now is the time to simplify your life". I suppose the vernacular of that would be "get rid of all of the shit you don't need and get the shit that you do need organized in some sort of a coherent manner" (my vernacular uses the word "shit" a lot).
Ugh, I hate cleaning.
I hate throwing things away...I never know if I'll need them again or not. More than once, I've thrown something away that I've ended up needing down the road. I never know what's safe to get rid of and what you need to keep. Old bank statements? Receipts? Cards? Letters? Concert tickets? Journals/notebooks? Socks? Sometimes it's a little more than "Will I need this?"...sometimes it's more like "Will I miss this?"
I've gotten rid of several items of clothing so far and quite a few papers from years back. I'm donating a lot of my craft supplies that I don't foresee needing in the near future (popsicle sticks, glitter, etc.) to the local pre-school. It still seems like it's a never-ending pile.
This is all complicated by the fact that all I really want to do right now is sleep. I get that way when I'm stressed or upset though.
Recently I decided to make an effort to do at least 15 min a day of cleaning/organizing/tossing...more if I can manage it. A little bit of progress has been made so far...I can see about 10% more floor (which desperately needs to be vacuumed). I'll keep you updated as to how this all goes.
I find that I've been narrating my life a lot lately...that's another reason I finally broke down and did a password retrieval on my account. I guess I figured that it was time I wrote some of this down and got it out of my head instead of letting it all collect and fester up there. Some of the narration is, in my opinion, quite good. Then again, things always seem to sound better in my head than they do coming out of my mouth...or out of my fingertips as it were.
I made a comment about being antisocial on Facebook today...that's a little out of character for me. I'm not really an introverted person...I've just been feeling that way a lot lately. I don't really know what that's all about.
On another note, I connected with a good friend last night that I hadn't talked to in several months. That was refreshing. It was good to hear her thoughts and perspective on the events in my life...she has a wonderful gift for being able to put a positive spin on anything. I've been doing my best to keep positive...but hearing what she had to say really helped. She's had some wonderfully exciting things going on in her life, so it was great to hear about all of those things as well.
On the needles right now is a cardigan. I call it my "Cookie Monster cardigan" because it's pretty much the same color as Cookie Monster. I'm using Malabrigo worsted weight in the colour way "Tuareg". It's very soft. My camera battery is currently charging, but I'll post pictures at some point.
I leave you with "Something New" by the Black Ghosts
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