Wow, I have no idea where the past days have gone -- I mean, when I look at a calendar and realize that I've been consumed with taking care of my child and settling into a new house and starting back to work my new colleague, then it makes sense. (Not to mention the fabulous time with friends that I had in my own home on New Year's Eve.) But there's also that startling disconnect of remembering that I had a conversation with a dear friend the other day, and the realizing that it was yesterday.
That conversation is but one of the random floaties that I'm experiencing -- delightful things that I can't always seem to place in the appropriate time/space. Others include buying many magazines and indulging in their beauty; getting caught up on reading my bloglines, or at least skimming appropriately; actually leaving a comment or two around the blogs; procuring a library card for the new community in which I now live; smiling in delight at learning (via their Christmas letter) that a former boyfriend and his wife are expecting their first child; making many phone calls and getting -- surprisingly -- a lot done at work.