Hello, So What Are You Doing?
I’m sitting in a snow globe. Seriously. I’m up in my office on the 4th floor with windows looking out over Veteran’s Park watching the snowflakes fall. And fall. And fall. It’s perfect. It’s also silent except for the mechanical, rhythmic hum of my printer. Maybe I should go to iTunes and find a soundtrack to my afternoon. OK, I found it. Elvis Costello singing jazz standards. Imagine it, snow floating down, E.C. singing “At Last.” Sigh.
See, having a grown-up kid working in Dallas, a daughter studying abroad in Barcelona and another away at college isn’t so bad.