I live in a sleepy town and sometimes I'm so grateful for the minute size of it, but tonight I'm feeling quite restless. I want to go here for a cup of coffee (because it reminds me of Heidelberg)...
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and adhere to this rule (from the one episode of Seinfeld I hadn't seen until this month!):
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It's nearing the end of the year. My kids want to go outside and quite frankly, so do I. I'm tired of marking and I've only marked one set of papers. Tomorrow night, a new batch follows. Sigh.
We're leaving on Saturday (after I tour Borough Market!) for a week-long drive through Ireland. We start in Dublin, move to Belfast, across to Dingle, down the coast to Galway, inland to Kilkenny, back out to some place I can't recall, down south to Cork, over to kiss the Blarney Stone, and back up to Dublin to fly out next Saturday. Phew! I'm psyched, as I'm sure I should be.
So I'm not tired, though the second phase of P90X has begun and I'm still on the diet plan from the first plan. My arms ache a little, but it's worth it. The other night, Aleisha and I looked VERY closely at the before and after-phase-1 shots: what a world of difference! It's super cool to see what you can accomplish physically after such a short time. And if my body can do something great, so too can my brain :)
More of the story, the saga, the how-I-ended-up-HERE tale when I have a little more time to write. I hope you're keeping well xxx
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