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Aug. 10th, 2003 09:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sanpaku_backupHad a really great weekend here. My in-laws showed up and were able to take hold of the baby for just long enough so that I could actually manage to finish typing in some of my research notes on Friday. Then I took a long walk around the peninsula on Saturday and found a neat trail I'd never seen before. The Lobster Festival was in town -- no lobsters for us, but a silly parade to watch. Actually accomplished some more work last night. Then today off for a long but spectacular hike in Cutler with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
librarygrrl and J. Tomorrow we are actually dashing away to a cabin for the evening.
Instead of capitalizing on all this accomplishment, though, I am doing nothing much tonight, mostly downloading old months of LJ to see what I was writing a while ago. I also feel a little... wistful or bittersweet or something. Actual contact involving discussing life and everything with live human beings just does that to me these days. It's just so... refreshingly unusual and pleasant. And then gone like some sort of dream, which is how most of my existence feels like these days. Or maybe it's just the unusual feeling of lactic acid going through my body after a decent day of exercise.
I don't know. Sometimes it seems as though I haven't exhaled a single time in the last nine months.
I really wish this whole wedding situation would resolve itself, too.
librarygrrl and J. Tomorrow we are actually dashing away to a cabin for the evening.Instead of capitalizing on all this accomplishment, though, I am doing nothing much tonight, mostly downloading old months of LJ to see what I was writing a while ago. I also feel a little... wistful or bittersweet or something. Actual contact involving discussing life and everything with live human beings just does that to me these days. It's just so... refreshingly unusual and pleasant. And then gone like some sort of dream, which is how most of my existence feels like these days. Or maybe it's just the unusual feeling of lactic acid going through my body after a decent day of exercise.
I don't know. Sometimes it seems as though I haven't exhaled a single time in the last nine months.
I really wish this whole wedding situation would resolve itself, too.
