Weekend rewind (still life #1)

It's nice to be feeling my usual self again; that constant "run down"-ness was becoming too much to contend with day after day, especially since I'm not ill. Managed to muddle through Friday at work (somewhat worn down from lack of solid sleep on Thursday) enough to wake up and remember I was meeting Bob at Maxwell's for dinner and drinks. The walk to the PATH got my blood flowing, as did the walk across town. The dear lad was there not two minutes after I sat down and by the time the laughing and conversation had to be stopped (otherwise, it's a safe bet we would have wound up being there until closing), it was 1:30 when we left--I managed to walk in my door at 3. Ugh.

It wouldn't have been too bad had I not had to get up to grocery shop with Liz; I always like to get out as early as possible on a Saturday since the supermarket is usually overrun by the usual idiot suspects by 10:30. Survived it enough to head out to J.W.'s (Bayonne, here I come) at 11:30, as the good man was kind enough to spend his time giving our car a diagnostic--happy to report that apart from the obvious tailpipe issue we've been hearing as of late, this '92 Nissan should last us another 5-to-10 years, thus giving us pause to stop and reconsider the Mini purchase. We'll see... After the inspection, took a drive out to B.'s in Jersey City where the three of us headed back to (naturally) Hoboken. Found a neat bar called Stinky Sullivan's that had good music, an adorable waitress and some decent bar food (how can anyone find fault with fish & chips or hummus?). Have to say that in the area we were in (Paulus Hook/Hamilton Park), Jersey City seems so Liz-and-myself. The brownstones are magnificent and the conveniences are more than adequate. Dropped the guys off and headed home, feeling the effects of sheer exhaustion--most of the balance of Saturday night is a blur as I kept fading in and out on the couch.

Spent yesterday with Liz having coffee, light shopping, a really nice and meaty-conversational lunch and enjoying our one day together where there were no pressing issues, tasks or necessities. Decided to blow off the laundry (which I'll do tonight) and the gym (no tears to be shed this time) and just had fun, which is the key as of late. Being busy is great but there are moments when we both need to just wind out and shirk some of our weekend "duties". Plus, this past weekend and the one coming up are our only two "downtime" weekends available; coming up is the first phases of South Beach; sooner than later, I have to get back to work with The Punch Line to finish the overdubs/tweakings and begin the mixing; she has projects coming up--our time together will be limited, so we're taking advantage of it now.

Did pick up the guitar for the first time in about two weeks yesterday afternoon, albeit for five minutes. Keeping the fingers nimble is always worth my time. Picked up some long-neglected CD's and am now in that musical flow of loud guitar, thundering bass and powerhouse drums = songs to be played live and raw once they're recorded. Back to the fundamentals. As it should be.