Monday, April 10, 2006
Waxing Moon
Saturn Retrograde?
Jupiter Retrograde
Sunny and pleasant

Still thoroughly exhausted. It’s the accumulation of work and stress. Someday I’ll feel rested. But I just don’t know when that is.

Last night I dreamed of architectural drawings, so again, it was another night of work instead of sleep.

Still can’t find my calendar.

Finished, revised, and submitted my next column for May’s SDR Review (about damn time) and wrote Wednesday’s column for the blog. Proofed and suggested some changes on the newsletter. I have several newsletters of my own to get out this week.

I thought I did some other writing yesterday, but can’t remember what it was.

Circadian Poems is back up. There are some new contributors as well as familiar voices in the coming weeks. Hopefully, I can get it back on track.

13 Journals needs some attention, too.

Piece by piece, right? Get a little bit done every day and eventually, the little bits merge in to big bits.

As I walked out the door yesterday afternoon to get back to the city, I was called about an emergency meeting for The Situation. Well, they had to hold it without me, especially if they weren’t going to discuss this emergency on the phone.

My friend’s baby shower was at the lovely Le Madeleine restaurant on W. 43 St. On my way there, I stopped a Coliseum Books. I bought two novels by Elizabeth Berg (I’m a bit behind on her work) and the diaries of Adrienne Monnier, who had the French bookstore opposite Sylvia Beach’s English bookstore in Paris in the 20’s. I also saw two more books which I have to go back and get tomorrow.

The shower was lovely --- great people. The restaurant is lovely – terrific food and a gracious staff. I remember them in the early 80s, before they had their liquor license. We had a party there after a play festival, and we had to keep running down the street to the liquor store to get bottles of wine.

I had a mesculin salad, wild salmon prepared on a bed of whipped potatoes, and a chocolate caramel mousse. All of it was perfect.

The happy couple was beaming, and the gifts were delightful. So many handmade things – when you know a lot of wardrobe people, they’re going to knit and quilt and create for the kid! It was a joyous evening in the best sense of the word.

Today, there were errands to be run in White Plains, stops at two bookstores looking in vain for the books I wanted yesterday (just have to go back to Coliseum tomorrow, that’s all), and more errands.

I’m going to spend some time on my taxes this afternoon, and try to write more. My arm is bothering me so much, I can’t spackle or paint. Maybe I can get started on the bedroom later in the week.

Or maybe, I’ll take a nap after lunch before tackling taxes.

Devon