weekend plans


What will I do with this exquisite three-day weekend?

  • Continue my quest to read every novel Georgette Heyer ever wrote. Absolutely.
  • Go for a hike — most likely.
  • Go running (ugh) or swimming (likely).
  • Barbecue stuff with friends? Hooray!
  • Go outside my house and assess the horrible state of the yard? Oh god, I should.
  • Mail packages to youngest member — I should do that too.
  • Look through the piles of reading material in the living room for overdue library materials? Yes, yes, yes.

You have a good weekend, too!



Suddenly I feel too busy. The fitness thing has picked up again — I went swimming last night and rode my bike to work this morning. That is all great, but also kind of consuming. I’m going to have to miss part of my workout tomorrow for a social commitment. It’s a fun social commitment, and yet I am worried that I’ll fall behind because I’m missing a workout. I’m an old person — it’s a lot of effort to get in shape again. All I have time for is work, exercise, sleep and eating. Okay, this is nuts. Also, my book group meets tonight. Life is too complicated.

Things are too complicated at work, too. One person went out unexpectedly and it’s unclear when she’ll return. Suddenly I have to figure out all kinds of new stuff. Aside from the part about the person going out, which is bad, this is good for me. It’s all stuff I should really know how to do anyway, and it’s bothered me for years that I don’t. Now is my big chance, but it feels overwhelming.

Word comes from the girls. They’re doing well — M likes her classes and is making a trip to Nova Scotia at the end of the week. (I want to go to Nova Scotia!) N sounds settled in again (she’s in Peru) and is getting a puppy. But talking to them reminds me of unsettled vacation plans which need to be made and nailed down with airline tickets.


All right. Time to stop feeling overwhelmed and just do stuff — any stuff.

On the plus side, swimming felt wonderful last night. I’d forgotten how great it feels to glide through the water. Riding my bike, too — I dragged it out of the basement, brushed off the cobwebs and pumped up the tires. Riding to work this morning felt like flying. It’s bike-to-work day, and I ran into one of my coaches at the table where they were handing out swag — so that was fun.

Polka dot tree



Feeling kinda cheery, lately.

-I’ve been reading Georgette Heyer lately. I’ve never read her before. I think every now and then I like to read something predictable, and of course these are eminently predictable — but good, actually. There are always strong female characters, who are generally not interested in the male characters at all until they fall in love. In the one I just read, for instance, False Colours, it takes a while until you realize that the real heroine is possibly the mother of the twins (from the beginning I assumed it was the woman who eventually marries one of the twins). They’re a little bit like the Hardy Boys, or Nancy Drew, except better — I always found Nancy Drew to be kind of intolerable. These women are much more interesting. Anyway — good, I recommend them.

-One fitness program is ending and a new one begins next week and I think I have found a fitness buddy and I’m happy about that. Also, the new program includes swimming and biking, which might be fun.

-I’m trying out a few changes in my job, and that is good. I’m going to be here at least a few more years, and who knows what I will do after that — but it would certainly be a great idea to try out a few new things here and there. They may come in handy in the future. This also means I’m doing stuff with new people, which is also good for the very same reasons. So.

-In all these ventures there are new people, and also people I already know — Perhaps I am not as much of an introvert as I thought. I do like time alone, but it’s also really fun to have new people to do stuff with, or even to do different stuff with old people.

-Unrelatedly, we’re doing some kind of email migration at work and everyone in my office is in an absolute tizzy, despite the fact that they have some tiny number of email messages in their inboxes and absolutely nothing to worry about. I am overhearing the freakout down the hall. I am the person who should be worried, and yet — how freeing it would be if all my email was lost in the migration. Okay, I’m sure it would be awful, and yet — I think I would survive.

-New haircut! Off the neck for summer. Lovely.

All right — happy Thursday.