Night Owl

Trying to change my clock and get back to more normal hours. Just a short blog post now so I can do that.

Surrounded by papers and pens and water cups and--in a paper cup--beautiful purple irises from our garden. Figgy and I stopped by to get the mail at our yellow house when I was driving her home from her friend's.

H. worked in NYC today reporting on a medical convention. Rumor has it he made eggplant parmesan for dinner. I better get upstairs! I haven't gotten the call that it's ready yet, but I'm hopeful.

Will go to bed thankful for overcoming anxiety and believing in my skills...and for my dear sister, who talks me through things, and my friends/colleagues [Sharon just gave me Delia's cell phone number, and Delia picked up at a campground in Virginia and let me interview her for an article deadline]. And for H. making dinner after a long day.