Between my new, busier role at work and trying to enjoy the weekdays as much as the weekends I haven’t written a single personal word. Not here, not in my diary, not in a note to a friend.

It finally snowed this past week, and today is a gloriously sunny, albeit cold, day.  E is at his dad’s helping with kart stuff and I’ve had the house to myself to shovel the driveway, browse recipes, meal plan, clean up, tidy the basement and prep dinner (lasagna). I didn’t go for a run because the roads are pretty icy, but I’m hoping the sun today helped clear a couple spots so it won’t be so bad tomorrow.

The work stuff is good. There’s a bit of a learning curve, and it’s a LOT busier than my last role, but it’s good. The days have flown by.

The enjoying the week thing – I just can’t let one more year slip by only living for the weekends. So this past week, E and I went out for drinks one night – half off glasses of wine night. I had two which shouldn’t be a big deal, but I’m pretty sure they were 6-8oz each.  And I might have a teeny tiny bit of an overhang the next morning. Or maybe just dehydrated, because I still made it to my 6am workout class and felt fine afterwards. Another night we met for beer and pizza, and last night I met E and his dad and stepmom for dinner. I almost didn’t because I worked until 5:30 (on a FRIDAY!), and I just wanted to be home, but hey, it’s a good way to kick off the weekend.

Not that I mean for every “enjoy the week” to include alcohol, it just happened that way this week. I’m hoping to include some movie nights, massages, time with friends, try new recipes, maybe a book club, etc.  Any other suggestions?

So, other than a mild case of maybe/self-diagnosed bronchitis last week, this year is off to a good start.

I appreciate sunshine after the snow (and rain), good times with family and friends, feeling engaged at work, and people who don’t let their dogs bark incessantly.

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