Thank The Heavens For Weekends

Do you ever just have one of those weeks? Yeah. This was mine.

This week...
...I got back on the exercise band wagon.
...I ate more baby spinach than is morally right.
...I concluded that people who love Michigan have either a) never lived anywhere else, b) never lived anywhere else, c) never lived anywhere else, or d) live up north, practically in Canada (of course it's gorgeous up there).
...I went over on my minutes enough to double my phone bill. Lesson learned.
...I talked to every member of my family.
...I went to PetSmart and seriously contemplated adopting a kitty. $100. That's like a pair of shoes. And it's cute and snuggly and would double my Michigan friend count.
...I took a half day in the middle of the week and spent the afternoon rearranging the living room, cleaning out the garage, cleaning off the deck, and planting indoor flowers.
...I reinstated my nightly movie habit. Highly recommend "Me & Orson Welles" and "Ondine."
...I realized that the highlight of my day rotates between making plans to leave Michigan, and talking on the phone to people who don't live here who I wished I still lived near.
...I cried a lot. at work, at home, in the car, and on the phone.
...I considered every repercussion of throwing in the towel and moving back to UT or NY.

This weekend...
...I'm excited and relieved to have a familiar face in town.
...I cannot wait for conference. I really need it this year.
...I'm boycotting normal clothes. Vive yoga pants.

Life, I'd appreciate a lull right about now. I've had enough of these roller coaster ride shenanigans for now, thank you very much.