wishing the day away
from the moment i woke up today, i found myself wishing i could do anything other than get on the pager and go to work for what is likely to be a 12-hour+ day [we have an evening conference].
i fantasized wildly about:
✔ cleaning / organizing [i feel so haphazard in the new year thus far!]
✔ catching up on laundry
✔ answering emails! [if you’ve emailed me this week, i apologize for not responding yet and promise i will get back to you!]
✔ spending some quality time on the couch with 1Q84
✔ grocery shopping so that we actually have something in the house other than bread, peanut butter, and cereal
✔ sitting down to really regroup on my goals and perhaps get started on some of my 10/100 [we’re down to 83 days before my due date, after all . . .]
but that is not today
today will be:
✰ an early run/walk workout as soon as i finish this post
✰ a busy morning in the hospital
✰ an afternoon in lab [i have to stop by to go over some data because of an abstract i’m planning to submit early next month]
✰ dinner / meeting with regional pediatric endocrinologists [triangle trifecta of duke, unc, and wake med]
and everything will still be okay. i will not run out of clothes to wear. no one will care if the bathroom isn’t sparkling clean [except maybe me]. we will eat out/takeout a few times. nothing catastrophic will happen and i can still have a great day — no less perfect than the one above.