3 Days Off

West Seattle and Queen Anne. Two neighborhoods that I never thought I would come to know. I just had no reason to embrace them. Slowly but surely they are weaseling their way into my life.

Amy and I rode (cycled?!) this weekend in West Seattle. I found the bike path across the West Seattle bridge (good to know). I suffered a surly wind (no one asked for more resistance) but persevered to enjoy a sunny day. I love the view from West Seattle. I think my goal in life might be to live on the water or above, overlooking the water. This(biking/cycling/riding)was perhaps my most successful accomplishment of the weekend. Oh wait... the garden.


And SLEEPING. I am always disturbed with my capacity to sleep for hours. I really do not like to sleep. This stretch off (on beautiful days mind you, it breaks my heart, we won't mention it again) I slept well into the afternoon... 12 hours at a time, 14 hours at a time. Who does that? Whew. And I peeled myself out of bed.