Mmmmm...Sleep...

Ahhhhhh.....

Finally, a moment to rest. I had one of those weeks. It began with rising early to bike to work and paying mucho moolah for new brakes. It continued with rising early and rushing to work in order to frantically attempt completion of three jobs in less time than was allotted. Despite the frenzy, I left work for about four hours on Wednesday to watch My Love as he was officially revealed to the world as a doctor. I would not have missed his graduation, but I wish they would have scheduled it on a Saturday like a normal school.

The futility of my frenzy was realized, but the battle raged on into Thursday, when I arose early once again and stayed late at work. That night, we had tickets to see Trey Anastasio of Phish play with the Baltimore Symphony Orchestra. This was an amazing show, just for the shear oddness of it. Trey made playing a guitar with a 50 person band look easy, and the BSO Maestra Marin Alsop is simply amazing. She has made some liberal changes to the BSO's repertoire - including playing with "rock stars", bringing Disney compositions to kids, and playing the musical backdrop to "Psycho" as the movie plays. I feel lucky to live in one of the few places in the country that employs a full-time symphony, and even luckier that they are making attempts to reach out to us "uncultured" folk and exploit the natural love for classical music we all have. Despite my exhaustion, I was entertained.

Bounce to Friday, when I woke early and drove to work. Again. At lunch, I returned the camera borrowed for the graduation. As I backed out of a parking space, there was a minor fender bender. Actually, a bumper bender. I suppose my subconscious decided paying mucho moolah for one car was not enough. I should pay for two. Luckily, I was too tired to be overly distraught. Back to work after what turned out to be a two hour lunch. So much for coming in early. Project #1 - Done. Project #2 - Done. Project #3 - well...not so done. I made a conscious decision at this point. My body could not take any more days of stress. It was the project, or me. I chose me. I went home and slept for about 13 hours. For the first time in ages, I awoke yesterday feeling awake and refreshed. Maybe I will go to work and get the project closer to completion. But first, we need groceries, and I need peace of mind.

I think I will make some more tea....