The great thing about vacation, I’ve decided, is that I can go to the office in shorts and a t-shirt, having not shaved in three days, and NOT HAVE TO DO ANYTHING while I’m there.
It’s so cool.
I spent much of yesterday morning trying to kill myself on my roller blades. Went to the Alpharetta Greenway, which is a 6-mile long stretch of pavement in (appropriately enough) Alpharetta. Managed to fall on my butt twice within seconds of getting out of the car, but then did okay for the next hour. Did have ONE face-plant on the pavement, but I had pads and a helmet on (glad I decided to wear that), and nobody saw it. I did get some cool scratches on the helmet, though. And on my elbow. Had a great time and sweated (swat?) like a pig. I’m most definitely middle-aged. After a few miles, my back and ankles were KILLING me. I ended up taking the skates off and walking (barefoot) the last 1/4 mile back to the car.
Had a great dinner at Bucca de Peppo’s last night and I decided to leave this evening instead of Friday night. I’ll spend a few days with a friend’s sister and other family in the suburbs of Philadelphia, and then I’ll continue north to Ontario sometime Sunday. Looking forward to the trip and (hopefully) getting to see some of Philly.
With the change of plans, this morning has been rather hectic. I’d planned on using this week to leisurely clean the house and maybe make some improvements and spruce up the lawn. Instead, I’m working like a maniac to get the house somewhat clean, get my clothes washed, charge various camera batteries, get packed…and I still need to get an oil change.
So what the heck am I doing writing this? I need to get busy!