Was still on the work phone at 6:00pm yesterday when I really just wanted to finally celebrate my birthday with my besties over good dinner. I don’t ask for much — which is, I guess, why that’s all I ever get. What was wrong with this week? I feel like the universe has tired of giving me nuanced signs about changing my path, and has started a full on assault.
Luckily, I made it to dinner. It was at Socca. And, it was fantastic. I’d been thinking about butternut squash tortelloni with brown butter sauce and pine nuts all day long (because I looked at the menu beforehand), and am so happy I didn’t give up and tuck in for the evening to do more work.
Today was, and tomorrow will be, full of typing meeting notes (even acknowledging that makes me 10% dumber), making PowerPoints and, necessarily, planning a speedy getaway! First stop, though, is brunch. We’re trying to do a new place every week to gird our loins/steel our bellies for the week to come. Tomorrow, Marmalade. I’ll let you know. Happy Weekend! Rejoice in the extra hour. I’m going to use it to build a project plan! (<–sad)