Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Too much to work, too much time

It was Thanksgiving here the past weekend. Even though it's my favorite American holiday, I'm rarely around to enjoy it. The four day weekend is normally an irresistible opportunity to travel, often to Canada, occasionally to Europe, and even India a few times. So I usually miss out on a festival that is all about gathering with friends and family, and cooking and enjoying good food. It is day on which it is all about making something (perhaps many things) and being together, rather than buying things (although that starts on day after Thanksgiving, the infamous Black Friday).

This time I decided to stay put, which necessitated the further decision of whether to stay in Boston or New York. New York was appealing, with more than one friend's Thanksgiving dinner to choose from and after all it is New York. But after a lot of road trips recently and more travel on the way, staying put after the work week seemed like the nicest possible thing. So stay put I did. A colleague invited me over, a colleague who I like, who had invited other colleagues who I like. It turns out they cook well, but I had taken the precaution of bringing a really nice cheese plate with me. And it's the one occasion when no one looks askance if you try three different kinds of cake and pie and then return for seconds. And then a friend was visiting from New York, and then another, so all in all it was really nice.

The only problem was that I had too much time on my hands. No, really I mean it. It's not that I don't enjoy a good holiday. I got up on Thursday and was mentally running around the house imagining the thrill of a day without work, while physically I stayed in bed an extra hour (or two -- it's a great combination). Then I did the same again on Friday, And on Saturday. By Saturday evening I had had so much of doing nothing that I was desperately trying to find the Netflix movies I knew were lurking somewhere in the house (The Mirror, where are you when I need you?)

On Sunday I woke early, but while I was engaged in my now habitual early morning laze the thought of all the work I had postponed popped into my mind. I realized that I had so much work to do that if I worked non-stop for the next 10 days I might just make it through to my next trip. It did take another 12 hours for me to succumb to that thought, but by evening I was working flat out, with one thought rankling me: if I had just worked two or three hours each day over Thanksgiving then that would be have one less episode of Hurling Pumpkins and a few less days of hair-pulling over the next few days.

Perhaps true, but nonetheless those four days of nothing everything were fantastic.

I leave you with some snaps of the last week.

A fantastically vertiginous room at the ICA, Boston

Do you spot the moon?

Follow the birdie, SoHo. NYC

Crossing boundaries, SoHo, NYC
xo

bb

6 comments:

Jude said...

I hear ya on the taking 4 days off and thinking - oh no, but what about work! Sounds like it was a well-deserved Thanksgiving though. And love the variety of these great captures! Good luck rest of this post-holiday week!

If Jane said...

well too much time on yoru hand...provided...ome cool photos...;))

Style, She Wrote said...

Love the Birdie!! xo

daily mix LA said...

love those pics

shopgirl said...

I like this post! Definitely good to have lazy days! I actually do the same, I cram in a lot of work and then have lazy days.

Glad you had lots of food and fun!

p.s. thanks for your sweet message. I'm still sick, but getting on the mend, hopefully soon.

Bombay Beauty said...

Jude, Jane, SSW, and dmLA -- many thanks! Time to confess... They're iPhone photos. I think these are finally achieving the fuzzy, fun, spontaneity of the camera I had when I was 5!

shopgirl - glad you're mending... but it's been slow... hope you'll be fully recovered soon...

xo

bb

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