For God's Sake- Relax!

I guess it’s just me…I have a serious problem with just lying around. People always tell me to “just relax”, but for some reason, my definition of relaxing and theirs, are extremely different. When I have free time, I wouldn’t mind lying on the couch and watching a 48-minute, commercial free episode of CSI or something. Of course, most of the time, I’d rather bring a mini-trampoline into the living room and watch it while I’m jumping. Other than that, relaxing to me is something more like sitting on my bed with my laptop over me and writing a book or sitting in my recording studio producing a techno song….wait a minute…at the beginning of this blog, I was thinking that people would hear me on this, but I just realized that I have an extremely different view of relaxing. Maybe I’m just a little high-strung? But whatcha gonna do about that? I tried yoga once but I got thrown out…but come to think of it, I get thrown out of a lot of places. I also got thrown out of an Amway meeting one time too. I guess I didn’t see eye to eye with the guy who told me that if my parents were teachers, they were “losers and unsuccessful!”…I didn’t think that was nice…so I told him so…in front of nearly 500 people….Geez…people hate to be outwitted when they are speaking in front of a group. Big baby!

Anyway…relaxing…I asked around to find out what other people do to relax. One person said that he and his girlfriend like to sit on the couch and read. I looked at him with a blank stare on my face and then looked to another friend for clarification. My other friend said, “That’s READ a book – Not WRITE one.”…oh. I suppose I could pick up some technical manuals or something. That way I wouldn’t feel guilty about the incredible waste of time due to the fact that I was learning something that I would likely use in some crazy technology emergency. I’m just waiting for the government to break into a TV show someday with a special announcement that they are desperately seeking a singing, dancing, aerobics instructor who can run an algorithm on a 12 digit passcode while reciting Shakespeare! I’ll throw my hand up and yell, “ooh! Ooh! Pick me! What's in a name? That which we call Calia Roze by any other name would smell like feet."…or something like that!…Maybe I should “just relax”…