Monday, April 23, 2007

How Do I Spell Relief?

After all the diet cheats and feeling guilty as hell this morning when I stepped on the scales, I weighed the same as I did when I left. Whew. I can only attribute it to the fact that I just can't eat as much as I used to. It's nice to know that I can treat myself occasionally and not have it hit me in the waistline.

Welcome back to Texas. Humidity and heat after several days of shivering. Nice to get back into my bucolic commute after several days of big city noise and negotiating the DFW airport. This morning I followed big combines down the highway, spied a bull and cow having an amorous encounter and enjoyed the remnants of bluebonnet season.

And I slept well last night for the first time in a week. I usually sleep well on vacation, but I could not turn my mind off this time. Too many things on my to-do list that needed to be handled when I returned. It was quite a relief to curl up against the little dog bodies and get a decent night's sleep. The to-do list is still long, but it's easier to cope when I'm not doing it long-distance. And I have Mojo and Coco and Xana and Boo and Scout ready to assist with the slightest encouragement.

And I have a pile of paper that shows my research time was profitable.

And I didn't gain any weight. Relief.


1 comment:

david said...

Speaking of amorous wildlife: I saw the roadrunners going at it for a full 5 minutes in front of your house the other day. The whole time he was on top of her he had a tasty worm dangling from his beak, ready for a quick snack afterwards.