9:59. Can't sleep. So tired. Hip sore. Don't know why. Need to call health insurance in the morning. Need to send birthday card tomorrow. Need to take better care of my feet... my heels feel like they belong to a 90-year-old distance runner. Head to toe analysis of what I ought to do to take better care - haircut, eyebrow wax, really should floss more, need to get my abs back in shape, need to shave my legs + the feet. 10:15. Forgot to run dishwasher. Get up. Dishwasher soap, hit the button, soothing whir. Write birthday card. Find stamp. So many phone calls to return. Should I call someone now? No. Too late, too tired. Poke through mail. Hit light. Back to bed. Wonder about work, fall, childcare. Falls to come. Where will little J go to school? Public? Private? I love this neighborhood. The schools aren't great. We'll have to move again. Ugh... moving. Still need to unpack the office. Need to figure out why the printer eats paper now. Need office supplies. Need to go to Target. Need to schedule work call around J's nap schedule for Wednesday. Need to get rid of this blackhead on my nose. 11:00. Maybe I'll turn the clock the other way now. Want to try making curried eggplant, the winning dish on Top Chef this week. Friend has lots of eggplants in her community garden. Should call her. Neighbors' light goes on, neighbors' light goes off. Car blasting reggaeton rolls down the street. Hot. Cold. Need to take better care of my feet.
Art Credit: Above, Edward Hopper, Night Windows. Below, Edward Gault, Jamaica Pond #1.