The caterpillar escaped. And I noticed the unusual poop that seems to precede pupating, so I think I may have butterfly/moth chrysalis somewhere in my room. Fascinating.
This weekend was... not so productive. I've been referring to it as "the dog got off the leash."
I think this happens more frequently when the work weeks are particularly intense. There's kind of a build up of pressure, and when there's a chance for release, when I give myself a little slack on my leash, I just bolt for it. Which is pretty tame looking because I'm an introvert, so no wild parties. Just some walks with friends and a bit of late night netflix binging. Pretty tame, all things considered. I even got some work done.
It's just that, given the amount of work and projects I have, I kind of wish I'd been able to work super hard straight through the weekend, so I could feel more relief from all that pressure of the various deadlines looming, relating to work, to my Montessori schooling, to various other things. The weekend feels too short. I want another day. I suspect this is a relatable feeling among many.
But it is Sunday night. Once more into the breach ;)
Much love to all of you, my friends and family. I miss having more time with you.
Hey, a post that was actually short. Cool :-)
IO
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