I had a wonderful trip. It is good to be home, but what a nice time. There was a flash blizzard (WTF?) in Winnipeg the day I was to leave to come back so roads were closed, delaying my leaving until 8 PM...and so I got in this AM ~6. I had a nap and shower and came in to work for the afternoon...not quite the best way to end my trip, but my poor friend Grapecat was stuck all night in Toronto after beginning her trip home, so in comparison, it really wasn't so bad. I got to spend a few more hours there with her and her family and see her off on the plane before my bus actually left for real...not a terrible thing.
This weekend was wonderful. The train ride was GLORIOUS, with a glass domed viewing car the whole way...complete with full dining car (salmon!)for meals and the ability to sip a beer while hearing an old man play the mandolin and watch the countryside go by, reading a book for fun and feeling then tension sink out my toes the whole trip. I'm definitely taking the train again somewhere with J. I bet a trip thru the mountains would be beautiful...
I had a great visit with my friend and her family. Her Dad is in chemo right now, but still has a lot of energy, and I was able to help them put on a birthday party for him and catch up with her and her mom...and then take her out with me for an evening to unwind and destress, eat thai food and sit at a martini bar drinking ridiculous martinis and giggling. It was nice to see her and just be around at a time like this - we both needed to destress for vastly different reasons. It was a good visit. My food and alcohol intake were absolutely atrocious, and I should have shown some restraint...but it was what it was. I will simply get back on the wagon as of tomorrow and be good. When I have a bit to drink my food restraint is out the window, so I knew what I was getting into...and I don't think I did irreversible damage in 3 days!
Life is good...It's certainly too short for me to beat myself up about it, and in the end this weekend I have had reaffirmed to me that it is indeed this life thing that we're all muddling through that is the process to be enjoyed. You never know how much of it you have left, and it's the people you share it with that make it so much better. :)
And so, tomorrow it's back to the gym. I did work out at home before I left on the train thursday, but after a night of not really sleeping on the bus, a nap was in order far more than a workout...I still don't feel like I have enough sleep, but I am feeling OK enough to muddle in to work and see what I can get done over the afternoon.
Hope you all had a lovely weekend!