Off to Work

Just a quick post this morning.  It's already 6 o'clock.  I enjoyed my day off yesterday.  Ran some errands, cleaned, did laundry, and took a nap.  I don't think I'll mind working on Saturday or not having two days off in a row.  It's funny.  I haven't worked long enough to think in terms of weekdays and weekends like I used to.  And the work is not stressful or taxing, so that's another factor that diminishes the importance of the weekend.

I stayed up last night to watch men's figure skating.  As I watched their moves, I tried to figure out just how I would fall if I were on the ice and tried those moves.  I could see myself falling backwards and landing on my butt, falling forwards with that move here and on my side trying that move there, and doing an occasional barrel roll or painful split on the ice.  And I got all that just from skating and spins; never mind the jumps. 

And those snowboarders!  Have you seen them?  Jumping up, doing flips and twists, then landing on the half-pipe, sometimes hitting the ice going backwards so they can't see where they are landing. 

Those athletes are amazing.  If I'm walking down stairs in the dark and can't see them, I have to hold onto the railing so I don't fall.  And that's not an effect of age.  I've always been like that.  Even knowing the steps are there, even if I've walked them many times, if I can't see them, I'll take a tumble unless I hold onto something.  Grace definitely is not my middle name.

Well, it's coming up on 6:30.  Time for me to get crackin'. 

This is for Queenie and her Prince:

I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.  ~~Amy Tan