June 2, 2008...2:30 pm

Here’s to being hopeful.

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This last weekend went by in a haze of hot, humid and rainy weather.  A party on Saturday night, preceded by dinner and a movie (Sex and the City) with Bf and friends was pleasant. Farmer’s market on Sunday morning equally so.  Spending Sunday afternoon curled up on the sofa reading was just what I needed before what’s sure to be a hectic week ahead.

(Senior Correspondence person is away for the week – sick, or sick of her job more like – and so I am ‘acting’ in her place.)

This morning I’ve spent in contemplation. For one thing, why do I find this job so insanely easy? I have double the work and still I’m here twiddling thumbs. For another, why can’t I stop biting my nails? Mysteries of the universe, I tell you.

So, in order to alleviate the boredom a little, I’ve been making a list.  Not just any list, though.  A list of things I want to do when I move to Random Asian Country later this summer.  After consulting numerous resources on the phenomenon of becoming a trailing spouse, I’ve discovered this bit of advice in almost all of them:  Making a list is meant to help me find some sort of purpose once I’m out there. Apparently.

So far,  I have:

1. Become a kung fu master (Okay, I know this is silly but wouldn’t it be great?).

2. Take dragonboat racing lessons.

(Both of the above are to help me in the bigger goal of losing 15 lbs.)

3. Take cooking classes.

4. Take some sort of landscaping class (just something that’s always interested me).

That’s it so far.  It’s comforting to know that if one day I’m bored of sitting in my skyscraper home in a huge, polluted city, I’ll be able to look at a list and have that irrisistable urge to get something done in order to cross it off my list.

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