It’s true I love my job. I’m good at what I do and I like doing it, and every workday when the alarm goes off, I hop right up (albeit a bit more slowly than in younger years) ready to start the day…but after a long weekend like this? Retirement sounds pretty good. <\/p>\n
It’s nice to relax, spend the day doing the things I feel like doing, getting things done at my own pace, having time to set chores and projects down and just read for a while. Time to sleep in, go to bed late, plan excursions and enjoy the sunshine. <\/p>\n
The first day I thought about work a lot. I am not as overwhelmed as I was a few weeks ago, but I’m still dealing with the aftermath of the crazy…and very much hoping it doesn’t heat up again, to that extent, for awhile. <\/p>\n
It’s good that spring is here, and that everyone has their thoughts focused a bit more outside the office walls, a bit more outside emails. A bit more on the greening trees and budding lilacs. Every tree that can be in flower IS in flower, it seems and there is beauty everywhere your eye rests.<\/p>\n
Today I went to a baby shower for a woman that works in my department, but whom I met originally through the AWC. It’s the second baby shower in the last 2 months…SIX women in our bookgroup are having babies right now…3 have already given birth and 3 have yet to do so. A lot of baby presents and baby talk and baby memories. I sort of envy them the time off, but I remember what it was like. I had never wanted to be home with babies and I did it for 3 years…that was enough for me. So, I guess a few long weekends in a row and vacation coming up soon should satisfy my craving for downtime.<\/p>\n
We played fun baby-related games: a famous mother’s name on our backs when we arrived that we had to figure out with only yes or no questions…I was completely blank on mine and had to get a giant hint before the light dawned. Even knowing that I was a cartoon mother, still running on TV, with 3 kids, one of whom is very obnoxious, wasn’t enough to clue me in. D’oh, indeed! Then one of the organizers held a baby-themed quiz that included the following questions:<\/p>\n
Where in the house should you never put baby, according to Johnny Castle?<\/p>\n
Which species sees the male in charge of gestation and birth?<\/p>\n
Which mammal has a gestation period of nearly 2 years? sperm whale, elephant, donkey or hippopotamus<\/p>\n
What is the largest number of surviving human children from a SINGLE birth? 6, 8, 10 or 12<\/p>\n
What is the highest amount of children born to ONE mother over the course of a lifetime? 15, 24, 48, 57, or 69 <\/p>\n
What can a child 7 months or less do that an adult cannot? stick out its tongue & cross its eyes, sneeze with its eyes open, lick its own elbow or breathe & swallow simultaneously?*<\/p>\n
It was fun, and the food was good, but I’m babied out for the time being. I’ve been slogging through the magazine accumulation of years and am pleased to report that I have only 2.5 years left of Martha Stewart magazines to go through. I haven’t ripped out nearly as many pages as I thought I would, considering how pretty the publication is. I was originally more surprised about this, considering how I decimated the Donna Hays, but Martha’s recipes, while photogenic and appetizing, all seem to be so much WORK. Plus she has a bad habit of putting pretty pictures of the food in one set of pages, and the recipes all crammed around advertising in the back. I can’t be bothered. Much of the time, even when I look at one of the photos and think, “YUM that looks YUMMY” upon reflection and clear-eyed reading of the recipe, I realize…yeah, I’ll never make that. Not a chance.<\/p>\n
The sky is so pretty, pale blue with fat white clouds floating leisurely by. I think I’ll go gaze at it awhile and not think about work for the few remaining hours of the weekend. I hope your weekend has been as nearly perfect as mine.<\/p>\n