woman of leisure no longer

so that's a wrap - my one week off between work and school. orientation starts tomorrow morning. i ought to be in bed. but what could be more important than locating an old collection of hemingway's short stories, which has remained packed since i moved out of my ill-fated copley square apartment in 2003? sometimes my own nervous energy astounds me. i addressed it with a dose of oban in one of the new bulbous scotch-tasting glasses kz and i purchased at bed, bath, and beyond today. shortly after, we retreated back to our chilly, clean laundry-scented abode for some movies on the projector and mass consumption of guacamole, desperate to escape the humid throng of rainy sunday shoppers with their indecision, indecipherable foot traffic patterns, and lack of turn signal usage.

the 'leisure' in the title is meant to be a little funny. my mems was here for an entire week, as our inaugural houseguest. we've been living here for 2 years, if that tells you anything. with her skilled hand at the reins and while marveling at her deftly blended usage of slave-driving and mollycoddling maternal tactics, we unpacked boxes, purchased table linens, moved heavy furniture, and hung decorative effects with the zeal of british imperialists. we also took a break and went to my favorite beach on tuesday, after which i decided i am officially old, now that 4 hours in the sun is more than enough for me. and we ate a lot, of food in general; kz's rare steaks and expertly handled fish fillets; sushi; local cheap breakfast; farmstand produce; german prune jam (be still my heart); our favorite indian; and, of course, haagen-dazs. and then there was bargain shopping. good lord, do i feel fulfilled. hopefully this pilot run will usher in a new era of houseguests in our newly homey apartment, and an annual visitation of the memmies.

it should be noted that a rather hectic trip to introduce our maternal units for the first time, show mems the site of the wedding, and procure several extremely large and heavy pieces of solid oak furniture (generously donated) and drive them back in flooding rain, and drag them up the stairs with only me and kz, was successful on all fronts. amazing!

so i am left feeling quite bereft after a week of female bonding, manual labor, fun, and strange corrsepondence with my erstwhile colleagues. the next chapter begins tomorrow. it's not as simple as beginning a new job, or a new year of college. nay, it's where i've committed to spend the next 1/5 of my life, and eke out a name for myself and a focus for my career.

hope it doesn't suck.