I felt silly when Julien asked me over dinner why I looked so relaxed today and I responded that of course today was my day of rest. I explained that I started with a 6:50 wake up call, but I was up before that. I showered, made breakfast and lunch for Maya and Belina (who slept over for the night), drove them to school, drove to Towson for a mat pilates class, then had an hour and a half facial, got my car washed, took an hour reformer pilates class, picked up Maya a half hour early from school, drove her home for a little violin practice, drove her to ballet class, saw three patients at my office, finished up paperwork and deposited the week's payments in the bank, went shopping for the week's groceries at Trader Joes, picked up Maya, droved her home to practice more violin, made salmon with scallops, cheese sauce and peas, and an apple crisp, drove to the Benichous for dinner and finally sat down and enjoyed the evening. This was no day of rest!!!!
I am not sure that I ever truly rest. There are too few hours in the day to get everything done, and I am running from the moment my day starts until I fall in to bed exhausted well after midnight. I sleep perhaps five hours a night. The rest of the 21 hours are jampacked with activity.
It felt good to see the Benichous for the evening. We have both been so busy it has not happened enough.
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