Okay, was anyone going to tell me that House of Cards Season 4 dropped not one, not two, but THREE DAYS AGO???
I could use this opportunity to make some sort of joke (“You know you’re planning a wedding when…”) but that would require my brain to be fully operational this morning.
And it’s not.
Not even close.
My hip is killing me, I overslept, and I walked to yoga only to discover that really, my body just wanted to turn around and walk home again so that’s what we did.
(#cartesianduality)
So now I’m sitting here thinking, “Hmmm, maybe I could watch just one episode… you know, just to get motivated, and then I will absolutely, 100% get up, take a shower, deal with my daily dose of student emails, make lunch and figure out what I’m doing once I step off the plane in Reykjavík two weeks from today…”
Which reminds me: I’m going to Reykjavík. And I haven’t booked a single thing except my flight.
More on that tomorrow.
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