Monday blues

Sometimes it really sucks to be back on work.

Had a good weekend though. SB called on Friday all excited to have the weekend to herself, what with husband and daughter at her husband’s parents. But what did she want to do? Have dinner at 5 and go home at 6. I guess that’s what having a kid does to you?

I, on the other hand, headed over the Central Park and hung out at Belvedere Castle, the Turtle Pond, and Shakespeare’s Garden for a couple of hours.

The garden was totally peaceful. I started to read, but then these trio of unbelievably noisy kids came around. The place was empty but they ran right towards me, came to a screeching halt, and started screaming to other people at the tops of their lungs. Had to leave after that.

Saturday I waited all morning for the exterminator, then finally left around 1 for the ‘rents’. As always it’s nice to get away from the city for a bit. I had my computer so I wrote a lot. PL gave me some helpful feedback on one of my stories.

Sunday I was back by 3. I thought about going for a run, but it was awfully hot and I didn’t really have enough time since I was seeing a 7 pm show of Transformers, which by the way sucked big time. Some parts were cool, especially to those of us who used to watch the cartoon, but overall it was full of plot holes and hokiness.

I didn’t get to bed till midnight but was wide awake at 5:30 so I hit the gym. Now I’m tired though in a good way, a relaxed, post-workout tired.

1 comment

  1. SB was probably relishing the silence of an empty home. Those moments don’t happen to often.