back to bed.....

ok, so i got up early to take my daughter to meet the cross country bus...then came on back home for more coffee and internet....and i came up this article about a guy who takes his cue from a newly translated book about a 19th century guy named oblomov, who lays in bed for 10 days and thinks about his life...as only russians who dream of serfs and radishes and rye bread can do......the reviewer is a russian immigrant...and chose to stay abed for 10 days in order to read this 450+ page tome.....and it was about this point that the obvious occured to me...that i was home alone and there was no earthly reason why i didn't go back to bed as well......not to read, but to sleep.......and so i climbed back into the already-made bed, without bothering to take off the dhs sweatshirt i had donned to drive into town.....i hadn't actually bothered to take off my pajamas to drive to town, in that i had no intention of getting out of the car.......but i digress.....i couldn't seem to fall back asleep for all the distractions...like the dog coming upstairs to be near me......or the neighbor's hired tree crew come to trim and grind up what they trimmed, or even the birds who landed on the branch just outside the window to sing......oy!......and just about when i was finally nodding off.....my spouse came back from his 10+mile saturday running group......and wanted to chat as he got ready for work......ah well.......the notion was a sound one.....but how would one manage to do a 10-day stint in bed......i suppose with wifi and a laptop it would be more entertaining.....and maybe a tv/dvd player.......and a bedside fridge for my fruit and cottage cheese.....and a stack of iris murdoch.....or maybe i could use the time for rereads.....like all of jane austen or all of agatha christie.......of course, it must be clarified that i wouldn't actually want to HAVE to be in bed for 10 days....as in recovering from something horrific.......this sort of decadence implies the lack of necessity......that lying about was a deliberate choice......and i want to further clarify that i would have to take showers because i cannot go more that a single day without washing my hair......or using deodorant.....my spouse related the description of the of those on the run this morning...the free-spirited sister of one of the more colorful/annoying centre professors....who has stopped combing her hair, shaving under her arms, or washing in general....to the point that my spouse said he had to stay clear of her for the stench....omg.......there is nothing free-spirited about lack of hygeine.......but i digress from my own back-to-bed story.....i didn't last til 9:30.......just couldn't fall asleep, nor justify delaying all of the errands i have in mind for today....like buying catfood in time for her supper......if she knew that my lying in the bed was between her and her next meal she would be howling in her special caterwawling way.......yeah...that is probably not how one spells caterwawl......but y'all get my point......and so i am up and ready to go......and if there is a god i can sneak in a little nap later on.......