Relief

The semester is over, and I am *so glad.* On top of that, I finally quit my job in the Dr's office. I didn't do it in the best way perhaps, but I was so relieved when I woke up this morning and realized I didn't have to go there. So now "all" I have to worry about is working at the restaurant and finding a volunteer position, preferably in a hospital.

My personal summer goals: read, get in shape, and relearn Spanish. Not too ambitious, right? So far I'm off to a halfway decent start. I'm still working on Joyce Carol Oates' "Missing Mom" and I also picked up an old book of B's: a bilingual edition of Carlos Fuentes' "Aura." X at work says I sound like E.T. when I speak in Spanish. Yeah, he's not the most constructive critic. As for the getting in shape, which I guess is my New Year's Resolution too... I think it'd be easier if I found a dance or yoga class or something nearby. I've had the urge to try Muay Thai Kickboxing, but B is not very excited about that idea. Perhaps I can make good and get the guys at work to play Ultimate regularly. I could throw better than I expected a couple weeks ago in Brooklyn. Running too? I'm not so sure about that.