Tonight I went to Purdy's for supper. Her Mom was in town, and made us an AMAZING Guyanese curry. It was awesome. John and I provided the wine and Steve pitched in on the entertainment and we were in for a damn good evening.
When I got up this morning, I was hoping to spend a quiet night with Chaos. Plans changed when "home-cooked-meal" was mentioned. Either way, it was nice to get away from routine for a bit. I can't wait until July, when Mamma Purdy comes for another visit!
The project is coming along, slowly but surely. I'm no where near overwhelmed anymore, but there are days where I wonder if I've delved in too deep. I have 3 projects on the go right now, and the part that's getting me is the open deadline on all three of them. I guess it will still take some adjustment, but I'll get there.
Being a Hopeless Romantic is starting to get to me again. I'm still working on riding the wave. The last few months have been full of some rough wakes, and I'm wondering if they'll ever start to either smooth out or turn into a tube-wave I can ride. Maybe I'll just have to learn to eventually chill and hang loose. Either way, I'm getting sick of this ride. I want to get off this crazy train.
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