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Location: Work.
Nibbling: Hot 'N Spicy Chex Mix
Listening: "Fragile" ~Sting

Mmm...

I went home at lunch, as planned, slid out of my clothes and into bed. We set the alarm, tangled ourselves up and snoozed for an hour.

The ability to spend my lunch hour listening to the rain hit the leaves in the courtyard while Peter sleeps next to me is a luxury, plain and simple. I'm very cognizant of the fact that this will be one of the first things to change when he returns to work--and certainly when we move--and so I'm taking every opportunity I can get while I still have them.

Unfortunately, rather than invigorating me to face the rest of my day, the combination of soft sheets, warm trilling boyfriend and the smell of rain through the open window sabotaged any desire I had to return to my office. So I lingered...and lingered...until Peter finally offered to get up with me as moral support. I got back late and have been fairly useless all day.

I think I might need to take some time off. I've been running out of energy and enthusiasm quickly these days and it occurred to me yesterday that I haven't had a stretch of time away from work or some sort of travel/family/holiday obligation since Feburary of 2000 (and at that point, I was driving from Houston to Los Angeles with all of my earthly possessions crammed into my Saturn).

...I have to discontinue this entry. My mother just called and apparently one of my father's friends and someone I've known since I was a little girl has died of kidney cancer. My father's best friend and another uncle-figure died earlier this year. I'm not handling this very well.