Remember to fall back? Of course you did. Now read about my weekend.

Whee, I have made a new icon. The blonde was starting to look a little insipid to me... or at least not remotely indicative of how much I've been geeking out lately. And that can only be described as ( a lot. )

This weekend's been awesome. On Friday I worked a little late, but then got to meet the other players in HLM's latest string quartet for chamber music at the college... none of his chamber groups have ever done anything social with SOs invited, so I enjoyed that. It'll be that much more fun to watch them play now that I know a few things about them. We met in a pub in the Stata Center, and whoa... it took me forever to find the pub, but I felt (rather pleasantly) trapped in a Dr. Seuss-style castle while I looked. It has all the leaning towers, and curving walkways across 3-story drops, and surprising views through weird bits of the building, that anyone could ask for. Much cooler from the inside than the outside, say I, but neat anyway. Now to just avoid being in there when a fire alarm goes off.

Yesterday I cleaned and studied Java for most of the day, then went to HLM's orchestra concert with AJ and our downstairs neighbor. We got there really early and had a nice time shooshing around in the fallen and falling leaves on the BU campus. We had an especially cool moment when a tree was blowing yellow leaves right at us, and I laughed in delight just before one plastered me right between the eyes, and that just made me laugh harder... hmm, I love autumn. :) I also slunk back to tae kwon do, which was utterly anticlimactic (teacher: has it been a month already? okay.). And I had some fairly sexy sex in the new bathroom, proving that grab bars in the shower area are good for more than just safety/retail. They're also good for holding onto while one's partner is doing disorienting things to you from behind. Fun... and even more fun to remember later when that same partner is in a tux onstage and being all formal.

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And now, today's the last full day I have to study Java before the test (*gulp*), and I'm supposed to be working out twice, and I also want to organize my socks (not kidding, I've been wanting to do it all week). At least I have an extra hour today to do it in. Thank you, Daylight Saving Time.

Widowhood

By the way, bluechromis, I've got one for you... one of those long-term pictures from my head about how my life will go. From studying financial planning I've always known the scary numbers about how much longer women live than men, and how (combined with the fact that men are usually ~5 years older than the women they marry) most women spend some time as widows. So, I've always assumed I would be a widow someday. And actually, my mental pictures of those years are happy ones. I know I would miss my husband terribly for a while (and if HLM were to die now it would be the tragedy of my lifetime, so don't go assuming I want to rush this scenario on its way), but I've always liked the idea of having that time to just do my own thing at the end of my life... live my own way, do what seems important to me and not be taking care of so many other living beings. I envision living somewhere small and rather beautiful, and perhaps writing a lot.

I know this is sort of optimistic, since all kinds of things can conspire to keep people from enjoying their old age, but it's definitely a picture in my head. So there you go. It seems easier somehow to imagine old age than middle age, since (for one thing) I don't have to bother imagining things like what I'll do for a living, and whether my or HLM's parents will still be alive. As far as sort of near term, I still have an incredibly hard time picturing anything more than 3 years in the future.