five good things
1. I stopped wearing my snowboots on Thursday, because I decided it was time. I trust the weather will catch up eventually.
2. The World Below by Sue Miller, which I rediscovered as part of the apartment cleanout and which is kind of great in a slightly overwrought late 90s way. Sue Miller’s books are so sexy. I want to invite her to dinner and give her wine and make her tell about all her affairs.
3. This week the move meant buffalo chicken salad and turkey meatloaf wrapped in bacon, clearing a cluster of empty bottles out of the fridge. I’m going to start packing on Sunday. I’m going to plant a garden in the yard.
4. Three springs ago I had the wiggles so I started walking to Castle Island every day, listening to Nora Roberts books on my headphones and combing out the thoughts in my brain. I wrote the story that got me into grad school. I got the deepest, darkest tan of my life. I can feel that same restlessness creeping back in now, that ceaseless urge for motion. Soon it will be warm enough to go.
5. I forgot my lunch at home this week and my husband got in the car and dropped it off. It was nice.