It's good to be spontaneous

Today was a rather mellow day, what with the weather being all gloomy and overcast.

But I forgot! My bookcase arrived this morning at 915am. Yes, my much-anticipated bookcase, with customized shelves, so that hopefully when all the books are unpacked, everything will line up organized . . . and beautiful.

My plan today had been to hammer out as much of this dreaded brief as possible, and then run home and spend some one-on-one time with those books organizing them about. BUT.

I decided to be spontaneous.

A work colleague asked me to join him and his father, visiting from India, for dinner. At first I thought, oh but I should work and then oh I should unpack books, but then I thought, oh if my parents were visiting from India and I asked them to join me, I would hope they would do so.

So off I went to Copper Chimney in Curry Hill, which turned out to be really delicious. Although something about the heat - it was so hot - made me not eat as much as I normally would (I would stuff my face) but still, I liked what I ate.

And then I thought, oh I should go and say good bye to the Quiglemeister, a former colleague who is taking off to Ireland per-man-ent-ly tomorrow. So off I went for a small peg of whiskey and a good bye conversation.

I'm home now, on my bed, at 1256am, wondering why the boxes are not yet unpacked.
But-- ode to spontaneity!