I also tried to vegetate at home during my downtime; after completing a paper for class due on Tuesday (which was also surprisingly simple to complete), I set out on a campaign to catch up on current episodes of Naruto, an anime so famous I need not detail it. I began the week twenty-nine twenty-three minute episodes behind and, at 1:30 a.m. this morning (shocking for a grandpa like myself), I am caught up. I'm grateful to have had the time to entertain myself this way as this show is still, 351 episodes later, one of the most amazing shows I've ever seen.
Sadly, although I purchased three new games, I didn't play even a second of anything. Alas Mario awaits in the gurgling bowels of Bowser yet another day.
You'll notice that I have yet to mention my Northstar in this post, Chavonne. As I prepared to write this post, I noticed that the majority of my stories spun revolve around the challenges of adulthood or the digital masterpieces I enjoy more so than the most important person in my world. Late Wednesday, Chavonne brought home a mantra, resting now on our freezer door, detailing our privileges and responsibilities as a couple.
On that particular night, I was far more interested in simply shutting down my consciousness after a rough day than engaging and I realize now just how much I take for granted my beloved. More than anything else, my most important gift and sanctuary is the kindness and love I receive from my wife and I do a poor job of making time for her when, God forbid, she may need to vent. I learned, then, that prioritizing Chavonne and her needs should take center stage and that, at least, I should blog about how great she is more often.
On that note, we're going to (attempt) to complete a corn maze in some corner of the world called Trax Farms this weekend; although we both like puzzles, this is really just going to be a nice opportunity to reconnect and share time together. Assuming, of course, we can find the place.
I love you.