[Yawn] Well, I guess it's back to the grind. First day after an action-packed three-day weekend is always like this... sorta good to be back at work, sorta feels weird, halfway in between having enough time off and wanting more.
Spent a lot of time walking around places [damn, where are those moving sidewalks the fifties told us all about, huh?]. Saturday, we got taken to lunch at Vincent's in Little Italy by my friend from work and his fiancee, goofed around in Battery Park, planned where we were going to meet for the 4th the next day, met the next day, then my little family had haul ourselves down to the grocery store yesterday [teleporters, anyone?], walk, walk, walk, walk, walk... and a little bit of sleepy-four-year-old carrying. Or at least that's what my back and legs are telling me this morning. Oh, how I long for the days when I am old and dependent on my wheelchair.
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