Okay. Trying to pick it all up again.
I got home from Seattle and quickly had a dinner at our house, a baseball game, a party, and another dinner at our house to contend with. It was all fun. I am still recovering. I stayed home yesterday to do things like, oh, laundry, dishes, washing the floor. I’m back at work today, still trying to remember what it is I do every day.
Okay, it’s starting to come back.
This weekend I’m going kayaking, which I’m very excited about.
I am on an all-Swedish-detective-novel diet as far as reading goes. Very satisfying. They drink a lot of coffee. which was somehow appropriate in Seattle. Not inappropriate here, either. And so satisfying — if Irene Huss is having a cup, I can have one, too, right?
In fact, I’m drinking a latte right this very minute — and yet I still have the very strong desire to crawl under my desk and take a quick nap.
Maybe if I really do start going to bed at 9:30 every night? believe me, I’d be happy to.
Okay, that’s all I got.