These Many Years
Thursday. I stayed up til midnight again watching a movie, slept in this morning feeling tired until I left the apartment and my head and attitude cleared right up in the sun and the cool air as I headed downtown to have lunch with Ms. V at Pasta Cuisine. I visited with some of my old co-workers when I returned with her to the office and learned Ms. R is getting married tomorrow (my goodness!), something that will mean nothing to many of you, but nice to hear as this is her first marriage and, although she's not nearly as old as I am, she's put this marrying business off for quite a while. Best of luck. Don't believe all those people, by the way. Sometimes these things work out.
So, another day where I don't have any deadlines on the horizon, no projects to finish, apartments to clean. I walked home rather than took the bus after lunch, which is good as I'm noticing I'm less puffed these days when I walk up the hill to my apartment. Normally I wouldn't mention this, but I need the encouragement. Some thoughts today on changing my schedule and habits to conform with some semblence of sanity, what kind of a routine might keep me in shape while I wait for whatever will eventually strike my imagination and get me sucked into something interesting. This will happen, it always has, but meanwhile I'm going to marvel at this no deadlines, no stress, take naps business. Let me tell you, the novelty is a rush.