Monday morning. 8:41. Whew.
This week is a doozy, no doubt about it. We have our final moving day on Saturday. We have things to move and pack. I'm not worried about it necessarily, but there is a lot to do.
I have a tour that needs to be ready by July 13th.
I must memorize my lines (all my lines) for Sabrina's show by Friday.
We think John might be sick. Ack.
But it's cool. We all knew this week and month were going to be like this, so I'm down.
We did have a really nice weekend, yesterday John and I spent the day like we were just regular people. I rode to my moms then John and I walked around Lincoln Square, saw a movie (The Hangover, blech) and got dinner. Like there were no money problems, no moving issues, no huge pressing life things that all come about by this Friday...
it was lovely.
I'm looking forward to more days like that starting somewhere in August....heh.
The blog might be lacking from now until next week sometime, so I'm gettin' it in where I can.
But everything, every little thing, is a bajillion times better because my best friend Summer finally arrived, without her, my motivation lacks, my mood swings and my heart hurts. So today I am thankful for a sunny sky, an early morning bike ride and my handsome husband who even makes the hard and stupid things fun.