I'm sitting on the couch while the boys watch Get Smart. They think the movie is funny, I get to drool over Anne Hathaway. Everyone wins! Snow is falling, great big flakes, and although I'd like to drive over to Alterra's to clear my head, I don't think traveling on a day like today is worthwhile. Maybe later. I've packages for the automatic post office machine, too, although they won't leave town until Tuesday because of tomorrow's holiday.

The last part of this week sucked. I pulled a twelve hour day Thursday then turned around and drove to Appleton Friday morning. Well, I didn't drive, I was one of seven van passengers on the way to a potential development meeting up in Fox Valley. At least I got the front seat on the way back. The weekend, however, has been pretty good. We've watched a slew of Castle episodes. Yesterday T and I sifted through Borders' remains and I picked up Murakami's After Dark and a cool book on west coast punk. Right now brownies are baking. You know what's fun? Melting chocolate squares. That's what's fun.

I'm working on my breathing. In through the nose, out through the mouth. Breathing calms me down, really, like washing my hands with warm water. I still feel tense nearly all the time. I'm not sure what to do with it. Meditate more, sure. My discipline with meditation is suspect. When should I meditate? Night? Morning? After work? Maybe after work would go well.

I've been listening to Jonsi's solo album and I finished the Great Plains review. Maybe I should go for a walk.

Ok, more later. The boys are laughing at the movie, Mack is sleeping next to me, and I smell brownies. In about an hour I'm going to drizzle melted butterscotch on the brownies. Later I'll lift weights. Life is good.