I am.

• Ready for spring. I was walking around late Saturday night & loved that all of the restaurants were spilling over with people. It was such a perfectly warm night & the city just felt alive. It made me realize how important food & restaurants are in New York City. It's what people do. They eat out with friends, & it is an event. I love Manhattan summers, when it's just the perfect temperature to eat outside on the sidewalks, or in the gardens of restaurants. I love the nights where we go to a casual dinner & then walk to Pinkberry in our flip flops.

• Tired of business casual. My wardrobe feels so boring. I'm tired of professional. I'm sort of sick of shopping at Banana Republic, or trying to justify buying something that I can't wear to work. I tried really hard this week to dress "springy" vs. my typical black, white, grey & navy. Sunday - I wore LOTS of pink {I told Mike that I looked like a fairy threw up on me}. Yesterday- a green sweater to work {which resulted in several comments of surprise}. Today- brown & grey. Boring. Blech. Most of all- I'm sick of slacks. I really, really hate slacks this week. I love casual Fridays when I can wear cute jeans. I love these pants I recently bought, because they are cute & also more or less appropriate for work {with heels or cute flats, & a dressier top}. I might just buy these, too. Mike said that they are too flashy to wear often {people would remember, which would discourage frequent usage}, but I sort of love them, maybe.

• Confused about the bangs. Some days I love them. Other days, I feel like the polygamist women I've been seeing on the news all week. I know I'm terrible about posting pictures of myself. We just haven't taken a lot lately, so I have little evidence.

• Loving this Coach clutch at Nordstrom. I've never been a huge Coach fan {too flashy}, but this is subtle & cute.
• Dreading the apartment search that is about to commence. Our lease is up at the end of May & we want to move. As much as we've loved our apartment, we need to be closer to the subway. Just for fun, go to Craig's List & look under Manhattan Upper East Side apartments. I called what felt like 100 brokers yesterday. I don't understand how these people actually get {& maintain} jobs. They were ridiculous individuals. I also don't understand how people will pay $2,700 for a 5th floor, 400-square foot walkup with no air conditioning. The woman's response when I asked if there was laundry in the building - "Sure, down on Lexington." Uhm, 2 avenues away. No thank you.

• Sort of sad. Remember the blind man I saw on the bus a while ago? I've seen him a few times since. It's always strange seeing people again in Manhattan. Most days, I feel like another ant running around amongst millions of other faceless ants. Anyway. I saw him again yesterday, on my bus. He looked so, so sad. Terribly, horribly sad. I wanted to say something. I wanted to help him cross the street when we got off at our stop, but he unexpectedly got off a stop early. I was sad I didn't get the chance to help him, but even more sad that he was obviously so sad. That made me think about all of the reasons that he could be sad, & how sad I would feel if I were blind. Sigh.

• Missing my family. I'd love to be at the cabin right now {& now preferably being August}. I'd love to see my nieces & nephews. I'd love to have a vacation, period. Sometimes I sort of wish I could flush my BlackBerry down the toilet, or throw it out my window.

• Wishing it were Friday, & not Tuesday. The next few weeks are going to be busy, & I just feel like I need a nap.