With most of my work for the weekend completed, I have some "free" time to spend. But more importantly than that, I have some "headspace" to contemplate other pursuits. I am actually pretty darned good at managing my time. Having a brain that isn't completely full? I'm not so good at that.
I have always enjoyed reading. I taught myself to read at the age of 2 and have rarely been without a book since then. Having the luxury of time and brainpower to really enjoy a tome has been at a premium recently. So, I've been haunting amazon.com this morning to see what might need to come home with me. Perhaps Freakonomics by Steven Levitt. Or maybe Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro. There's also a new Rebecca Wells novel. I also think I'd like Honeymoon with My Brother, which is not kinky as the title implies. For now, I'm wrapping up Queen of the South.
I also like to do things with my hands, although I really don't have a lot of experience with mechanical tinkering. My dad was an intelligent and insightful man. His father built their family home after WWII...and then added on a second story to the home when he was in his 60's. The man framed, plumbed, wired, and so on. My dad didn't seem to pick up a single clue about any of that stuff, which always struck me as odd.
Recently, I have been in love with the idea of building a teardrop trailer. (The even bigger fantasy is to restore a classic car.) I think it would be fun to build and customize it. I love to cook, so what a challenge it would be to trick out the kitchen. Sometimes I even think about painting it a 1950's flamingo pink, but I bet my Sweetie would balk at traveling with that. :) There's just something nice about this trailer: it's lightweight, has just enough creature comforts, and would be easy to hook up and take off with on weekends. One of the librarians in my building is married to the principal at our "rival" high school. He is also interested in building one of these. I am hoping to apprentice myself out this summer...and then see about striking out on my own to construct one.
I don't want to be bothered with reality in terms of these dreams...at least not for the moment. Do I have the necessary tools? Skills? Space to do the project? Money? etc. I like to think that I can do just about anything I set my mind to. But in order to do that, I need even more headspace. It's satisfying enough to have some room to dream for now.