One Hundred Roses

I came home to find one hundred roses distributed amongst five vases on my kitchen counter. I called Eric for an explanation, and he reminded me that it was Valentine's Day. Of course I pointed out that Valentine's Day was six days away, but I was told that I could enjoy the red fragrant roses for the week before and on Valentine's Day. He had ordered them directly from the rose plantation we had visited during our drive to Otavalo with the students. One hundred roses, direct from Ecuador. They were gorgeous, and I took the time to bring vases to the dining and living room, my study and bedroom. The roses bring joy and brightness and perfume to each part of the house and I will appreciate them daily.

I had visited the house to pick up my computer. I had bought a new hard drive from Best Buy on the weekend at a cost of approximately $73. Eric had installed it into my ruined laptop, transferred my back up from the external hard drive, and now I have my laptop back, dinged and dented, but perfectly functional. It looks beautiful, and I am reminded how much I have missed it, and now I have my spectacular iMac desktop and my renewed laptop and my iphone, and I am back to being on track technologically. I have been off kilter for weeks, and now I am so very relieved to be connected at home and at work and on the road. Whew!

My week continued to be a little slow. I leave the office early on Tuesdays to pick Maya up and drive her to her violin lesson, stopping at Dunkin Donuts for a few munchkins as a snack. I sit in with Maya during her lesson, and then leave her at Peabody while I return to the office to see a few patients. She takes a contemporary dance class at 5. When I picked her up after class, we met with Eric at the Baltimore Museum of Art for dinner (yummy crabcakes!) before I had to rush back to the office for a board meeting. There is an event this coming weekend, and I have offered my house for the Saturday night party, and am involved in introducing speakers at the event Sunday, so the meeting tonight was directed to discussing necessary preparations. I always wonder why I volunteer for this organization, because there are all sorts of proposed changes that may affect my practice negatively; I recuse myself from decisions that are in conflict with my practice, but am privy to the impacts on my lease and office space. I have arranged another meeting with the other lessees that I share the space with, when we will discuss the proposed changes in our lease. I feel as if I am running in circles sometimes, and am living my life in an unnecessarily complicated manner.