It's been a bit of an unusual week. I'm working what I call the "middle" shift, covering both the morning and afternoon positions while my coworker and her husband are traipsing across Pennsylvania and Chicago looking at grad schools. I've got a good bit of experience with this shift since it's the one I work whenever we're in the process of hiring a new morning person, and it's got its benefits but getting up at 7am is killing me. I know, total baby, but as much as I love how sweet the world is in the morning, getting myself out of bed earlier than 8:30 is torturous and always leaves me feeling drained for the rest of the day regardless of when I went to bed the night before. Ah well. Practice, I suppose.
Today will be the thrilling saga of The Plumber: Is Emily Just Seeing Things or is that Black Crap Coming Out of the Faucet Real? followed up by Book Group: This Month it's at My House - stay tuned to see if I can get the place cleaned up in time/treats baked/if anyone shows up. The last is a ridiculous fear [I know I can count on at least three people coming] but I'm super paranoid that no one will come :/
This Sunday is Mother's Day [as most of you probably know] which is great, because my mom is great and all moms are great, but last year and this year this holiday is doubly great because it's one of two holidays in the year when we can talk to my brother who is serving an LDS mission in Brazil right now. He's coming home sometime in October or early November so this is the last time we'll be able to skype with him until he's back in person. The fact that I have to calculate a three hour time difference for this call reminds me that my mental map of the world is super skewed. I always thing South America is more directly under North America. NOPE.
The trees around here all seem to have exploded into leaf over the last week or two which always takes me by surprise in the best way. The green here is so faded compared to what I grew up with in New York but, that being said, green is green and I will take what I can get for the limited amount of time I can get it here in the desert. I really need to spend more time outside to enjoy it. Maybe if this lingering storm will ever move itself out of here I can start taking walks.
Writing updates will hopefully make their way back into existence sometime this month. A friend directed me to a plotting/timeline tutorial that I'm hoping to work my way through in the next week or so. The fact that I haven't really written in almost two months is probably one of the things I'm most ashamed of right now [yes, I have a list] but I was reminded this week that it doesn't matter so much how quickly the book gets written, just that it does. So I'm not abandoning the project, it's just taking a different schedule that I planned at the start of the year. Best laid plans and all, right?
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