Sunshine Solitude...

I sit outside and laze in the sun.

It's one of my most favorite things to do. I know it's not good for me, but I love the warmth of the rays soaking into my skin.

The Ipod is on "random" and songs loaded long ago but forgotten, play. I find myself singing along. Not well, and not loud, but loud enough that I am conscious of the volume. A singer I am not.

The iced-tea is cold. My stack of books to read is tall.

I love these days. I always have.

Long ago I enjoyed this kind of day with a group of like-minded friends.

Now I share them only with you.

The comfortable silence rides the afternoon.

You in your head and me in mine.

I write in my journal all the thoughts that have occurred to me in the past few weeks and you patiently wait to hear them.

And eventually you will.

Life in the fast lane...

The promise of "being busy" earlier in the year doesn't even encompass the reality of my life these days. 

Meetings piled on top of meetings on top of meetings are how most of my time is blocked off. The rest of it is spent doing over time.

That wink and smile they give you at first, "well you can do over time" has become, "it is mandatory because we're so busy."

 Don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled to have a solid job. I'm not thrilled with giving up my personal life so I can shuffle more papers.

 I'm tired and cranky and just wish to have a whole lotta nothin' to look forward to. As it is, they say we're going to plow through the summer at the same pace.

 I hope I don't get a flat tire before then.


 ps - and WTF is up with Blogger and all these changes?