1. I’ve started making a concerted effort to write at my desk this week. Usually, I camp out on the couch in the living room, with my feet up and my laptop in my lap. Which is nice and comfortable and all, but I don’t think it’s helping me be all that productive. So I’ve spent the week at my desk, and I’m pretty sure it’s working. It makes me feel more productive, at least.
2. I’ve stopped buying celebrity tabloid magazines like People and US Weekly, magazines I used to read every time I had a plane ride. I still read EOnline religiously, don’t get me wrong, and I know way more about celebrity lives than is probably healthy for me, but I am beginning to cut back. I go for Conde Nast Traveler or Real Simple or Saveur. Maybe I just want to pretend like I’m more grown up.
3. I’ve been craving naps this week. From about 3 pm to 5 pm every day, I’ve started yawning and staring at my bed. I’m trying to combat it by taking a walk or running an errand around that time, because I’m not going to get much work done then anyway. And if I let myself nap one day, I’m going to want to nap at that time very day after that. Slippery slope.
4. I want to start watching World Cup games. I remember watching them in high school—waking up at four in the mornings to drive over to a friend’s house and watch all the cute guys run around. Because, okay, I don’t know anything about soccer, but it’s still entertaining.
5. There was a huge storm here in Boston last weekend, and tons of trees were torn down along the Charles River. So glad I wasn’t outside when this happened: