friday is nice. sometimes it lays it on easy, sometimes it lays it on thick. but either way you know that if it's 3pm and you have no more meetings, no more deliverables.... you can shut off your brain. i always do. i try to shut off my brain around 2:30, 3 every friday. part of me thinks that i can bring some work home and finish over the weekend. but then another part of me tries to soldier on and think, if i finish this now i won't need to bring my laptop home. these bits and piece of home life during the week are a respite. i cherish my morning lounging; typically i get up around 7, shower, eat breakfast and have coffee while surfing the web for about a half hour. it's just lovely. then i realize i spent too long lounging, and curtail my getting-ready by putting hair up (instead of flatironing) and choosing wrinkle-free clothes (instead of ironing. ironing of the hair & clothing variety both take too long). in the evening, if i must i cook dinner then eat whilst watching a basketball game, or criminal minds. i'll clean up a bit and then lounge on the chaise for, like, ever. there are lists pinging me in the back of my head - read a book! go through your non-urgent mail! do the recycles! hang up clothes! - but usually i just... can't. i can't do it. i need to be a vegetable and watch tv while also web surfing and playing intermittent games of boggle on my iphone. is this life?

i get truly happy sometimes in the morning when the apartment is so well lit by the sun. i am grateful for this beautiful abode, small as it is. we love the street, the neighborhood, the high ceilings. we have each other.

the dreaded mornings. i get so sad in the morning sometimes. just wanting to retreat to my old life of beautiful nothingness when i lived in a simpler city. i really miss my yearning for wellness. i have a hard time grasping it now. i used to love cooking vegetables and now i am so lazy. it's just much harder to get simple things done here.