rest

I've been avoiding going to my parents' house during this period in New York. Somehow, it felt like an admission of weakness. Shouldn't I be investing in getting to know Brooklyn better, having fun with friends, settling into the new place? Shouldn't I be doing something cool, something that would make being in New York worth it? Foolish me.

I had a calm and restful weekend in PA. I'm developing a cold, so I slept a lot, strolled through Costco, watched a silly movie, and enjoyed my mom's cooking. She proudly showed off her newest high-end kitchen gadget, the Vitamix:

And on Saturday morning, I joined my dad for a run/walk that benefited the patient services for his medical practice. It began and ended at my high school. Fortunately, I didn't have to endure flashbacks of that traumatic time, since the building I knew has been razed and replaced with a much nicer structure. It was a beautiful day for a walk and a long talk about my work challenges.

After another minor bus snafu, I'm back in New York, gearing up for one last week before Dave arrives in his blue Mazda to whisk me away – to Michigan, married life, and my research. Counting down the days!