I love winter break. No tests, no papers, no homework, no worries. And I can sleep in every day! (In theory anyway.) Usually I wake up around noon, eat something, watch TV for a while, check my email, maybe get dressed, eat when my mom comes home for dinner, and then stay up late either watching more TV or reading. I especially love it when I stay up until 4 a.m. to finish a book. I almost did that last night, but I was too tired. Anyway, my point is that my days are usually filled with my being as un-productive as possible. And as much fun as doing nothing is, I also feel like I should get something accomplished in between sleeping.

My mother helps with this. She likes to leave lists of things for me to do around the house (cleaning, for example) while I'm home. Normally I'll do one thing on the list and call it good, but yesterday, I was uber productive. I did a bunch of stuff on the list, and there was a big reason why. I did it in my underwear while I was alone by myself in the house. Yes, for some strange reason, being half-naked made vacuuming fun and dusting entertaining. Now I didn't get the wild idea to strip before doing my chores. I'd just gotten out of the shower and didn't feel like putting clothes on yet, so I just didn't.

You know, now that I think about it, I usually don't feel like wearing clothing. I think it's because I basically have no issues with nudity. It's just not that big a deal for me. I'm pretty sure my comfort with nudity kind of freaks out some of the girls at the rec. Not because I look when they're naked or anything, but because I have no problem changing in front of total strangers. Usually girls will turn around or do the cool thing where they put on bra over the other and then take one off or other such tricks to maintain a sense of decency, but not me! I just whip off my bra, search in my bag for my sports bra, maybe find my deodorant first and put that on, then continue to search for the bra. I think you get where I'm going.

My roommates weren't big fans of this tendency either. I'd frequently hear "Oh geez, turn around!" or some such thing. Again, I don't get it. It's not like you gals don't have the exact same body parts I do, and it's not like mine are hideous (I think they're rather nice, if you want my opinion ).

Maybe this is just another sign that I should have been born European. They're pretty comfortable with nudity, right?