Friday, March 30, 2018
Well, as you can see, I slept late this morning. Spring Break officially begins today, and as I write, Dave, Olga and I are all still in bed at 7:30 a.m. In fact, the dog is snoring.
It feels so good to sleep in, even though my version of "sleeping in" is probably most people's version of a normal time to get up.
I got everything done yesterday that I needed to at work, so I left with a clean desk, which is a good feeling. The conference room books are all cataloged, the summer reading lists made, the fiction shelves weeded, the computer chargers returned and rolled neatly in their drawers. (Well, kind of neatly. Neatly enough.)
Olga and I found this car yesterday on our morning walk. I went back with my camera on my way to work to get some photos.
This is why I love living in cities -- I stumble across the creativity and wackiness of other people on a daily basis. Suburban life, while it carries its own attractions, just doesn't provide that kind of stimuli!