I’ve been meaning to write - but somehow always too tired or when I navigate to this page, find that I lack the adequate words to describe this experience. In general, work days are demanding, fast-paced, weekends are a treasure - when I manage to avoid doing work. Today for instance:

Got up this morning and made spinach mushroom omelets, did dry cleaning, bought groceries, then went hiking up kennesaw  mountain after a picnic in the woods. Got back, picked up dry cleaning, bought more groceries, then Mark had a friend over for dinner. Went for a swim, listened to a Brahms violin concerto while halfheartedly pedaled on an exercise bike. Amazing how much living you can accomplish in a day, uninterrupted by corporate America.

Next week we move to our new office. Already halfway through, and then I have a week between the end of the program and the start of senior year. Maybe some good time to get my thoughts in a row, preferably on a beach somewhere, far far away from the nearest computer or blackberry.