Last entry for a couple of days, as tomorrow I head up to New York for a visit and my reading. This is the last annoying reminder, I swear: May 9th, that’s THIS Wednesday, at the Barnes and Noble at 240 East 86th Street, 7pm. I’m going to be reading from Just Listen, as well as an excerpt from the new book, Lock and Key. Neurotic that I am, I keep having nightmares about empty seats, spread out ahead of me as far as the eye can see. Yikes! Scary stuff, so please come out if you can.
Speaking of nightmares, this is my best friend Bianca’s all-time number one: a spider crawling into your ear. Eeeek! The kid in the picture looks awfully cheerful though, considering. Perhaps it’s all about the attitude. Hmmm.
Meanwhile, I know I’m way late but I have to weigh in on the whole Grey’s-Addison spinoff and say….I was underwhelmed. Yes, I like Addison as a character, but I also love Meredith and McDreamy and Izzie and George and Christina and really was just annoyed that we kept pulling away from them to these people I didn’t know, and didn’t care about, in LA. It was like being in the midst of a great conversation with someone you adore and something else continually tapping you on the shoulder, distracting you. Annoying! And plus I don’t like seeing Addison being all flustered and lovesick and weak. I mean, she’s a kick ass surgeon and a strong woman, so why can’t she be allowed to act like one, and not swoon and babble the first time she’s in the elevator with some cute guy? I mean, come ON. This isn’t Ally McBeal, is it? And what kind of person carries their surfboard inside to wax it, shirt off, during their lunch hour? Ick, Ick, Ick. No offense, but I’ll stay in Seattle, thanks.
Speaking of travel, I have to say that I am excited about going out of town, although there is this additional pressure, because suddenly everyone is telling me I MUST enjoy this time as MUCH AS POSSIBLE because once the baby comes I will not be going anywhere or doing anything. Okay, so maybe that’s a bit of an exaggeration, and it’s not like I’m not expecting my entire life to change come the fall, when we add a plus one to our family unit. I KNOW things will be very different, and I’m ready for it, or as ready as I can be, believe me. But it’s funny to me how many people feel compelled to tell me this, with a certain sense of forboding, every time I mention the baby. “Enjoy it now!” they say, about traveling or having people over or going to the movies, “Because you’re not going to get to for a LONG time.” So now, of course, I’m all freaked out, thinking I need to do as much as possible, immediately, although already it’s kind of too late. I mean, I can’t exactly see myself jetting off to Paris, or taking up the trapeze: that ship has sailed, and I didn’t even realize it. It’s kind of like that senior semester of high school or college, when suddenly the nostalgia hits you full on, and you realize you haven’t DONE enough, oh my God, and you don’t want to look back with regret, so you start scrambling around, trying to make up for lost time. Like, I shouldn’t be sitting here typing this entry: I should be out enjoying shopping/driving/eating alone, or spending as much time with my husband because once the baby comes you can just FORGET about that, etc, etc.
Whew. Okay, deep breath. Calm it down.
The truth of the matter is, I don’t think you can ever do everything, that there’s some master list I can check off items one by one, sure that I got it All Done. But what I can do, I guess, is try to be present now, excited about the future but grateful for the moment. So I’ll go to New York, and enjoy doing my reading, walking down the busy streets, looking for Diane Sawyer (which I always do when I’m there, although I have yet to see her, but hope springs eternal) seeing all my friends at my publishing house, and, you know, maybe do a little shopping, just because I can. Sure, it might be the last trip there for a little while, but not forever. And then I’ll come home, and spend the next few months enjoying the summer, and putting my feet up, and trying to make the most of what I have, while I have it, getting done what I want to, which may even be what I need to. It sounds so simple. Maybe it even is. I guess I’ll find out, right?
Okay, one more reminder. Wednesday! 7pm! Barnes and Noble! E. 86th Street! See you there!