Monday, November 29, 2010

Twelve Hour Drive to Baltimore

Yesterday was painful but in general a successful day. We left Montreal around 1 AM after a delicious dinner of paella with Renee and Maurice, slept an hour, packed our belongings and Maya in the car, and were on our way in the wee hours of the morning. The streets in the city were not yet empty, but the freeways were clear (no snow on the ground). My GPS is not quite working, so we did get lost early on. I tried to stay up for a while, doing the New York Times crossword puzzle on Eric's iPad, but my eyes were heavy, and I fell asleep for a few hours. Eric woke me up around 6 and I drove the rest of the way home in the sunshine. The drive was easy, and I have learned that driving at night is much better than during the day, except that it is exhausting, and no one had much energy to do much for the rest of the day.

We stocked up at Trader Joe's on the way home, got organized and unpacked, and then devoted our afternoon to bed shopping, which turned out to be far more complicated than I thought. I had only ever bought inexpensive and unremarkable but serviceable beds, but this new bed of our is to be wonderful and last us for years and years. Beds can be $500 to thousands and thousands of dollars. It was difficult to decide, so we had some ice cream at Cold Stone Creamery and then Maya and I meditated at Yoga with Sid for the evening. Both of us felt marvelous after that.

Being back in Baltimore feels a little odd, after traveling so far away and back in such a short time and having experienced a different sort of universe these past few days. The office felt particularly odd. I had to deal with the police first thing in the morning ( a patient made up a prescription on the internet with my name on it and signed for me, so she is going to be charged, and I will be involved, since my name was forged) and the reality of complicated lives. I was happy to get to yoga for the 90 minute evening class, but once home with Maya asleep for the night, I directed my energies to unpacking boxes and organizing the living room, in preparation for our impending house guest.

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