Ho Hum

I’m back to having work dreams at night that seem to last for 8 hours. I don’t mind. Dreaming keeps me resting longer. And I could use the continuity. This waking at 3:30 am, staying awake until 6 am, then taking a nap ’til the alarm rings takes its toll. This way I wake from work to go to work. Very simple. Very fluid.

On a side note, I’m absolutely crushing it today in the French department. I mean … I’m going to birthday parties with my friends … I’m looking at the prettiest pig in the village … I now understand that whilst Paul LIKES Julie, he LOVES Marie. Let’s just say … Je sais où est la fête!

Besides that, I’ve got nothing.

We are in the home stretch of this insane work period. Maybe 20 days remaining of this 120 day process? It’s hard to process that January is mid way through. It’s not the work/life existence I normally lead. This has been the exception.

It dawned on me yesterday that like Christmas Eve, Boxing Day and New Years, I’m going to also let my birthday pass me by. That day falls smack in the middle of wrapping this work thing up. I’ll have to remind myself to take a breath and at least take a few moments to reflect on the day, and the story my father used to tell me about the day I was born.

I’m not one to make a big deal about my birthday, though more than not I am rarely in the same country as my birth when it comes’ round. This insane global nightmare put the kibosh on that ritual. Sigh. BUT, that’s a topic I am getting very tired of discussing. C’mon World, get it together!

So, in the absence of having anything deep or charming to say here today, I’m going to leave this post with one of THE most charming 3 minutes of an interview I have ever watched. That of George Clooney talking to Howard Stern (safe for work) about how he met his wife Amal.

As lovely as George comes across, I have zero wishes to ever have a chat with Clooney in person. I would, however, love to meet the parents who raised him.

Happy Sunday.

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