Me. Was last seen running out of her mind.
Has been known to write, laugh, sing, dance wildly (if not spasmodically), draw what’s in her heart, read voraciously, watch old musicals and classic movies.
If found, please contact Me.
Monday, January 3, 2011
It was back to work today, after a week and a half of much needed down time. Although there was a flurry of activity around Christmas, the days this past week or so stretched before me like taffy, and I took full advantage of not being "obligated" to do this or that. Yes, it is true that I laid low and decadently stayed in my pajamas well past the appropriate time of day on more than one occasion.
No matter, I thought, I won't be having company or going anywhere, at least for awhile. Unless I wanted to, that is.
Which, as I am sure you can imagine, made this Monday so difficult.
Rest assured, I dressed as comfortably as was allowed at the college today, jauntily wearing the beautiful scarf my sister gave me for Christmas.
Alas, I am suffering a bit this evening. I was back in my pajamas by 7:00,and it is not even 9:00 p.m. now. Unfortunately, my eyes (and weary body) are no match for my usual greeting of the "owl." I fear I shall be retiring soon, to read the Ian Rankin I downloaded last night, and will most assuredly be asleep well before 10:00.