thinking like dorothy

i'm sitting at the computer while owen sets up his airplanes in their gates trying to get a start on "week two" but it does seem terribly blah with michael gone. i'm not sure if taking the next exit home so i could hit the drive thru starbucks counts as staying healthy and frugal but after a 6 am airport run sometimes you gotta make sacrifices. owen awoke to some chocolate milk which helped the panic of not seeing daddy in the car. . .

so week two. i think i'll start by unpacking--yup, i've still got my toothpaste in a quart ziplock bag on the bathroom counter-- and getting re-settled back home. now that owen's got his own big boy bed and i'm not doing a mad commute i'm going to commit to at least an hour a night of dissertation work--which right now i'm hoping just to get the momentum and the habit going and by the time michael returns home i'll keep up with the "project plan" he's made so i can walk this spring and then everyone can call me dr. cara. hehe. i'm thinking for every article i read i get to work on a couple pages of our photobook (i uploaded no less than 1900 pictures to shutterfly!). anyway, there's no place like home there's no place like home. . .