Weekend? What weekend?

"We cannot solve our problems in the same mind set in which we created them."

~Albert Einstein

No, I don't have a problem I'm trying to solve. One of my grad school professors had this up on the board last week and I thought it was a good one. Kind of puts things in perspective about how often problems are actually a result of our own actions, and not always out of our control. Please, ponder at will.....

I am busy. I sent a rambling email to a friend earlier this week about how my schedule is not all that different now then it was at this time last year. Despite the distance from home to my new job, I'm still getting up at the same time, leaving for work around the same time (ok, that's actually a lie. I was ALWAYS late for work last year), and getting home around the same time. Yet for some reason, my perception of my schedule is all out of whack. I feel much more harried, much busier than last year. Hmmm....could it be that 2+ hours of my day is now spent commuting in the car instead of at work? Maybe. In any case, it's interesting to think about.

My other theory is that I do, in fact, currently have a lack of downtime. While I've always managed to have lots of things scheduled on weekends, usually the months are littered with weekends of nothing in between--necessary weekends of nothing thatI use to do just that. Nothing. I somehow managed to jam-pack my Sept. and Oct. weekends. I haven't had a weekend of nothing since mid-August, and the one weekend I did have set aside for it, I was sick and pathetic and constantly coughing and not able to fully enjoying the nothingness (is anyone else hearing the theme song from 'Neverending Story'?). I suppose that could be why I feel so freakin' harried lately. I am looking ahead to two weekends from now, where in my planner I have written, in big, huge, bold letters: NOTHING. Ahhh, the sound of it is so soothing....

Not that I haven't enjoyed the things I've done during these jam-packed weekends. Take this past weekend, for example. 2 days of general mayhem and debauchery in NYC with K & L. God, do I miss those girls. If our exploits were suitable for print, I'd tell you about it. Kidding. I just don't feel like taking the time to go into detail, but suffice it to say we had a grand 'ol time and I can't wait for reunion #2, hopefully with J included, this time.

This weekend a friend from high school is getting married, conveniently in MD, which means I do not have to worry about forking over $$ for travel and a hotel room. That also means that I am playing host to 3 other friends from high school who also do not want to worry about a hotel. I'm ecstatic to do this, but I realized this week that I guess I should actually finish unpacking my apartment, at least to a point where it looks like a home. And I need to clean. Does anyone know how to keep hardwood floors clean without having to mop it every single day? I am not a mop-everyday kind of girl! Anyway, so that will be my task for tonight. And to make sure I have enough towels for everyone. If I can remember where I packed them.....

So, there it is. Very little drama to speak of (yay!) and lots to look forward to. :)