Thursday, March 15, 2007

I survived the Ides of March...

... just barely.

Nope, not really. Just a really long day.

I'm living really unhealthily these days (no gym trips this week, and my lunch was a huge Chipotle burrito and my dinner some Cadbury eggs), as I balance packing up the last six years of my life, running baseball practice, giving rides home across the city, and, tonight, attending the (very entertaining) school play.

While it's all happening, I feel inspired and filled with optimism. But then I finish, and go home, and wonder how I've been out of the house for 16 hours and how in the world I'm going to start up again in 8. But I will. And moving day is Saturday, so it will all start to slow down after that.

I'll have earned this spring break, that's for sure.

1 comment:

SC said...

Dude, you know I love you in a completely non-sexual way, but your mentioning packing up six years of your life in every post lately is getting a little overdramatic. Several years back I packed up 9 years of three lives and moved it all 1,200 miles and didn't think it was as big of a deal as your moving your (and your pets', to be fair) stuff across a zip code (or wherever) seems to be for you. I'm just sayin.