Rested and Ready to Go

Hey, A.

Thanks for texting back last night…I hope you enjoyed the rest of the party and that things with J mellowed out.

I had a really good weekend, and I’m not sure why. I started with some Friday afternoon shopping and then dinner, then I feel like I had a really, really good night’s sleep on Friday night. I didn’t wake up until after 8 on Saturday—and I hadn’t woken up first at 3:30, then 5:30. That never happens anymore. I slept right through. Then, other than going to the gym, I did a whole lot of nothing.

Maybe that’s why it was so good, just not being committed to anything, no preparing for a weekend or visit with W, no going to L’s for an overnight—or two—where I definitely do not sleep well. And I suppose the weather has gotten cold enough that it feels really good to sit under a blanket and flip through magazines. I didn’t feel like I should be out doing other things so as not to waste a great day. I felt like being a couch potato was exactly what I should be doing. Maybe I just simply needed the rest. And I got it.

Now it’s back to work—a 5 day week this week, which I’m sure will just kill me. Arg. I just want to get through a whole week feeling well. I can’t remember the last time that happened. Oh yeah, this summer. That's right...Anyway.

I have a union meeting Wednesday, and C and I are going out to a new burger place on Thursday, but otherwise not much going on but my continued efforts at the gym. Hope all is well in your world with your job search and subbing.

Love you,
Barb