There was a small window of time in the late summer and early fall when I could have sworn I was growing up. I had a nice routine down, doing the whole "Everything in moderation, including moderation" thing.
Yeah, I was wrong. But I stopped berating myself this morning when I realized it's the fall. And my life is always like this in the fall and therfore I can't be blamed for what is obviously the natural cycle of my existence. Don't want to mess with the chi.
(for those of you who have difficulty reading between the lines, this means that I feel like I've been on a two month bender. But that's not really accurate because I was working, so it was more like an interval bender -- wedding. rest. 30th birthday party. rest. bachelor/ette fiesta. rest. There needs to be a word for that -- maybe "bingerval" or "alcoholism.")
Got home this week -- but interval training continues (no rest for the weary). Halloween party last night with the standard fall back costume: The Toga (Siblings teach you lots of important life lessons in your formative years. How to make a toga out of a sheet should always be one of them. Really, a true life-long skill.). Rest. Election Party (yes, that will be an event to man up for). Rest. Berlin. Rest. Reizen met Coltrane. Rest. Friday Thanksgiving. Rest....and so on and so forth until....well, until CFG/P's wedding.
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