Really. Good. Week.

So far.

Ingrid’s transition has gone swimmingly — she loves the slide, allegedly, and has slept on a cot all week! My parents even stopped in yesterday unannounced and said she was doing well. (They don’t drop in that often, but I love when they do, just to get their perspective.)

Dinner has been on the table the last two nights, at 6 (ish). Of course, the first night was the first time in ages that Dave had to stay late, so he got home just in time for me to run past him to my car to make it to the Y on time. And now he has a cold, and the quiche took longer to cook than advertised, so we sat with Ingrid at 6, and then Ingrid sat with us at 6:40 while we ate (and she ate more at that sitting, too, so it was all good.)

I had a reallygood meeting/checkin/informal review with my big boss, that has re-energized me about my job, and gave me the shot of confidence I needed to know I was being seen “Out There.” It’s inspired me to formulate a flex/compressed/something schedule for summer and continuing, too. (Those of you that do 4 day weeks, I’d love to hear how it shuffles out for you…)

I go to the Y tonight for me PEP, excuse me, PEE EEE PEEE appointment. I have searched youtube for “elliptical accident” and found nothing, so I hope to survive the New Frontier of Machines.

see? GOOD.