Last Week Was a Long Week

Liz and I are pretty exhausted. We had a really busy week last week, starting off with me switching over to summer hours at work (staying an hour later Monday through Thursday, but then leaving work on Friday at 1PM). It seems like a great trade-off, but that extra hour every day really makes a difference. I don’t wind up getting home until around 6:30 PM, and the evening feels half-gone by the time I walk in the door.

We had a lot of social activity this past weekend as well – a housewarming party for Liz’s friend Meg on Friday night, up early Saturday to hang out in Frankfort for Julie’s plant sale, then back to the city to hang out with Ben, Allison, and a lot of old EI friends.

We got so tired Saturday, we ended up leaving right as folks were starting to set up for a few rounds of Ballsdurdash. Criminal, I know!

On Sunday, we had a relaxed morning, but a pretty busy house-hunting kind of day. And the next thing you know, Monday rolled around and we were back in the workweek once more.

I feel silly complaining about being tired, as so many of my friends have kids (and newborns to boot). But this past week for us has been a kind of confluence of events, and all in all… we’re still kind of recuperating.

Usually for us, a little time spent working on our own projects serves as a kind of way to “recharge” from being out and about. I think Liz and I are both fine in social situations, but tend to have more of an introverted streak – where being around others, while fun, tends to be a kind of draining experience. And after spending time out in the world, we almost need time holed up in our apartment as a way to compensate, a kind of balancing.

Tonight, when I got home… Liz was working on one of her sewing projects. But after talking to her a bit, I convinced her to hang up the iron and to settle down on the couch – and to throw on a few movies. She’s been there ever since, and I think that’s a good thing.

The way things are going tonight, I think it’s one of those lazy, do-nothing evenings. We rarely do this kind of thing, as when we’re home… we’re working on our projects. But given how we’re feeling now, I think Liz and I are just looking forward to a quiet night at home, where we’ll be doing a whole lot of nothing.

You people with kids, I don’t know how you do it. I feel like we’re all wandering the desert and you guys are without anything to drink; and here I am, complaining that the water in my canteen has gotten lukewarm.

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