G often tells me I should put more personal items into the blog, which can be more compelling than rarefied discussion of ideas. And she is right. Here we both are on a cold but sunny Saturday afternoon, sitting in one of the more attractive reading rooms in the NYPL system. I am blogging, and she is writing for her book across the grand oak table from me.
It's been a turbulent two weeks for us. She has been overwhelmed with work and scrambling to catch up with projects. I'm settling the details of a major change in my work, looking to leave my current situation and do something new.
It's positive in the end, but it doesn't make for completely undisturbed sleep patterns.