“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.” ~ Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds
With the exception of Saturday, this whole week was washed out because of the rain here in NYC.
It was just as well, I suppose, as this was another busy week here at work, and I wouldn’t have been able to enjoy the outdoors anyway. I wish I could tell you all what I’ve been working on, but the attorney-client privilege prevents me from doing so. I’m working on such an interesting project, so I don’t even mind working such long hours, but I do wish that I could talk to someone about it.
Despite my busy schedule, I did manage to find time to go to the gym three times this week. Now that the days are longer, I can still go early enough in the morning before work and not have it still be pitch black when I wake up. G says I have lost weight, but I can still pinch some fat and skin on my sides, so I am determined to keep going.
Today was cinco de mayo, and in honor of the day, G and I made tacos.
I still believe that the French lost at Puebla to the Mexicans because they were blindsided by tacos. I mean, who can resist such deliciousness?