All I want for Christmas...

Good afternoon, Tuesday. Enjoying some down time big time. So much say I was able to even take a (gasp) 9:30 class at the gym and (double gasp) get my TSA pre check done. I know this sounds ridiculous, but when I am in the throes of a project, there is no time for anything. I can't seem to figure out how to get anything done, so I'm grateful for this time to sleep a bit later and do some errands. It's the little things.

Other than that, I've about had it.

The gluttony of Black Friday and Cyber Monday have just about done me in. I'm super grateful for Giving Tuesday (I gave to the Humane Society as it's my number one charity of late), but seriously everyone- wtf is going on out there with this desperation? I mean- things are on sale all year long at this point- and maybe it's just me (I like a sale as much as the next gal), but does everything seem devalued and less than special when it's part of this "everything must go" mentality? It's like Crazy Eddie has been resurrected and is now in head to toe Balenciaga. It's cray. Too much stuff. Enough.

And although I love the holidays, I find myself wanting to retreat. In a good way. Fellow Cancerians you'll copy this- sometimes I just need to go into my little shell. That's why I started googling "chic caves" as a thought starter for how I could find a way to go truly underground, but in style. And as luck would have it, Dwell Magazine had just what the doctor ordered in the form of an article entitled "An Old Cave Dwelling in Central China Is Transformed Into a Stylish Home". Yes, that's the title. And it's real. Oh and here's the subhead:

A traditional, Chinese cave dwelling is transformed into a chic and modern rammed earth residence for a local Internet star.

I don't know about you, but I'm on the market for a rammed home residence. And this one is tasteful and gorgeous and I'm only half kidding that I want to go there right now and bed down till 2020. So the basic gist of my life right now- all I want for Christmas is a cave dwelling. Santa Baby, can you make that happen for me? I'm not really a local Internet star, but surely in between stuffing the coffers with deeply discounted goods, you can deliver on my need for some solitude? Y'all keep buying up stuff- I'm saving my pennies for a stylish cave and that's that. Because (stylishly) caving under pressure's the new black, baby.

Cause that's what's up this subterranean homesick blue kind of Tuesday in the 718. Yours, in going underground. XO