May 22nd, 2008
Since I returned from LeaderShape, I’ve been missing College Station and the wonderful people there; tonight, I remembered why I love Dallas–and home–so much, too.
My mom called on her way home from work, excited and wondering if I was in for a trip to the art museum downtown. So, she drove home, changed shoes, got back in the car only to drive me back into the city for an evening of artwork and wonderful food at a restaurant, The Porch, that neither one of us had tried before. We people-watched and sat outside while we ate Chilean sea bass….pretty delicious for something that had never ONCE in 19 years crossed my mind or menu before!
I am still in the thick of finishing magazine articles and putting this retreat together but, as Mom put it, sitting outside for dinner means “vacation” so it was nice not to think in terms of “to-do”, if only for a few hours. This afternoon, I signed up for two classes, math and economics, that I’d been questioning whether to take this summer or not, so I feel some sense of relief that those will be done before I go back to College Station. I’d tossed ideas of what to do this summer rather forcefully back and forth, but at some point I imagined I should bite the bullet, take those classes and find another way to be on the lake and giving back to Camp Grady Spruce than working all summer as a counselor. These classes are not exactly what I want to do, yet if I can get this done, the next two years will flow a lot more naturally.
So, that’s my plan. There’s still the second half of summer to contend with, so we’ll see where that road leads when I get there.