At last. Some snow in Denver. Also, frigid temperatures. Is winter finally here?
I finished that last semester, wrapped up some Christmas presents, and then whisked my children off to Idaho for five days so that we could see, enjoy, and love on our family there. It was great--a truly fun and enjoyable trip--except that I didn't sleep the last two nights we were there, and we flew back into Denver early Christmas morning. I sat in my jammies in our living room, sipping a cup of hot coffee and watching the kids tear into their presents in an exhausted and pleasant stupor. I also tore into a few of my own presents, which were all wonderful. I'm so tempted to take you on a tour of my gifts, but that seems a little...I don't know. Suffice it to say I enjoyed, and continue to enjoy, all of them. It was a wonderful day.
We're wrapping up the last week of Christmas break now and I'm finding it difficult to get serious about getting ready for next semester. I have two new classes that need some serious attention. My research partner, dear friend, and taskmaster Juan was in a serious skiing accident before Christmas, and I may need to step up my contributions to our shared projects as a result. Eric and I are traveling almost every month for the next six months, independently, for work.
It's going to be a doozy.
And yet, here it is 9:30, an ungodly late hour of the morning, and I'm still in my jammies. With absolutely no desire to get out of them. This is unheard of for me, at least in my post-children life.
I...am...overcome...with...the...most...languorous...bit...of...laziness...I...have...ever...experienced.
And I don't want it to end.
Hmmm. How can I bring a bit of this sweeter, gentler pace into my hectic spring schedule? I think I'll imagine on that particular outcome for a while today. Happy new year.
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