Now I am…
: : loading my backpack at the end of my day: two laptops, one planner, a clipboard, one spiral notebook, and a mostly full water bottle 😦
: : copying a set of menor text handouts for our craft analysis group work tomorrow. I might try silent collaboration. I need silent collaboration.
: : exiting through the steel doors of our historic building. Despite the 45 degree temperature, the brilliant blue sky and afternoon angle of the sun give off a summer-is-on-its-way vibe.
: : stopping by the library on my drive home to pick up a book on hold, Craft in the Real World.
: : discovering the book is being held at another branch, one I’ve already passed. I will add it to my To-Do list for tomorrow’s drive home.
: : waiting. at. seven. consecutive. red. lights.
: : listening to the NYT’s podcast, The Daily, about one senator’s conflict of interest: an intersection of power and big industry and old money and corruption (sigh).
: : pulling into the narrow driveway behind our cozy cottage.
: : noticing an abundance of emerald spikes lining the edges of our fence. Irises and lilies have emerged from their winter slumber with gusto. (A metaphor I will arm myself with tomorrow.)