Walk to work? Not lately. My excuses: errands to run, have to pick up the boys at daycare, snow on the sidewalks will ruin my shoes. I wore my camel tan slacks yesterday and thought they used to fit me a lot better even last year. I bought them seven -- or was it six -- years ago. So I have an expanding middle. Should I be surprised?
There's a lot of things to do at work, but for some reason, I've drawn to weeding the nonfiction collection. I study a section of the 620s as well as the 370s and 380s. I'm not finding a major bonanze of withdrawals in either of these sections. At the same time, though, I think about a shifting project. and I ribbed Sharon about her penchant for rearranging furniture.
