10.04.04 It's not quite a case of the Mondays but it's close. I was in Montreal over the weekend and cramming all that driving, family time and overeating into a 48 hour period always makes for a certain neck stiffness (and belly aching) come the beginning of the week. Still enjoying new job but having a tough time focusing on the tasks at hand today.
I used to feel caught between two very different lives in two distinct cities. Now that I have lived in Toronto for nearly seven years, I feel caught between what was and what might've been vs. what is. Does that make any sense?
On Sunday my parents hosted their annual sukkah party. This tradition began after I moved away and so this was the first time I attended. Family friends and a million and one cousins came by to catch up and say hello. (No, we didn't all cram into the sukkah. The sukkah was more like a bar area with booze and nibblies and a few chairs to escape the masses of Schachter relatives.) Anyhow, it was really nice seeing everyone but one of the hardest things about going home to visit is seeing how everyone is moving on and growing up/old without you there. Such is life I s'pose.
Last night, my brain was buzzing with childhood memories just waiting to be exploited into a coming of age novel...