I’ve had a lot of time to tabulate things as I drive up and down and up and down the 101.
For the month of July:
# of beds slept in: 5
# of couches slept on: 2
# of floors slept on: 1
# of hours spent driving (not including my daily commute): 30
# of hours spent flying: 4
(no wonder my back is so messed up)
# of different shalas practiced in: 4
# of practices missed: don’t even ask.
# of nights I’ve spent with my husband: about 8
# of meals I’ve cooked: 6
pounds of vegetables from my CSA I’ve had to compost: maybe 3
# of weddings: 1
# of wedding showers: 2
# of bachelorette parties: 1
# of red toenails: 10
# of white knuckles as I try desperately to hold on while life swings me around and around like a tilt ‘o whirl: 20 (fingers and toes)
Stats are fun, aren’t they? Now please excuse me as I crawl under my desk and pass out for 20 years. Rip Van Winkle, eat your heart out.