Today was a good day.
Woke up early.
Hung out with my children a little, and actually saw my boyfriend before he left for work.
Drove my son to school.
Took a gorgeous run along the Hudson River Park. Sang aloud. Got a lot of weird stares. I must have been singing loudly, and certainly badly.
Showed my apartment to a man who owns 97 motorcycles. He hangs at The Ear on Tuesday nights, obviously. It’s a great place to show off your bike, and he has many to show. His girlfriend only had one bike, a Ducati. I asked her if that was a real motorcycle or a scooter and I think I offended her. I must have been confusing a Ducati with a Vespa, but I honestly didn’t think a Ducati was a real motorcycle. Live and learn, live and learn.
Next I was interviewed by the most adorable reporter from The New York Times for the feature that my apartment is going to have in their new real estate column in a few weekends. He looked like a cuter John Krasinski, and we had a very nice chat.
Board package next — yuck — but a necessary evil in my business. Did ride my bike up to the office so that was nice.
Then rode up to the Catherine Malandrino sample sale, where I purchased a really nice leather skirt and a great summer top. Love sample sales! On the way up I realized that I was passing my friend Al’s place, so I rang him up and bought him his first green iced tea at Grey Dog. In Winter I would never ring someone up spontaneously. I would rush home to get under the covers. Yay Spring!
Now I am waiting for my boyfriend to come home and we are off for a few days out of the city with our dog Grandpa. No children until Sunday night for Mother’s Day. Love my children, but love time alone with my man too. I will milk it.