A day at home: Friday, May 5

(Sorry about the big “Sample” stamped across that little Trisha Romance picture. I own about half a dozen Romance prints, a kind of secret vice, but I don’t think any artist’s work speaks more of “home”.)

I decided I’d “work at home” today; or, more accurately, be at home. I spent the morning doing my weekly review, a good, thorough, but not paralytic analysis of the past and future. Another session with my shrink, trying to work through my anxiety. And lots of laundry and getting ready for my week in California.

And not a single work-out. Tomorrow is boot camp no. 9, and I’m dreading it.