For the first time in a while (it feels like forever), I took the lunch hour to walk around DuPont circle with Benedicta, one of my officemates. We gravitated towards Books a Million; it has a kind of magnetic pull to it... I feel like if we didn't set a budget for ourselves in there that we would get into a great amount of trouble. Something funny happened as we were walking around, taking in a change of scenery and enjoying our break from the solid wall of work. I had my blank white access badge around my neck, which another customer mistook for a name badge and came up to ask me where he could find a book on guerrilla marketing (confession: something between Tarzan and Planet of the Apes always comes to mind...). I told him where the section was and then remarked to Benedicta that my lifelong dream had come true: I had spent enough time in a bookstore that I was mistaken for an employee. Eat your heart out, Barnes and Noble! (On second thought, is this more akin to the sailors on Davy Jones' pirate ship becoming part of the ship? I don't think I'd care to grow a book on my face...)
Our sanity break was short lived, and we found that the hour hadn't lasted nearly long enough. We did feel refreshed, though, and went back to work with minimal wistful glances towards the metro station.
After work I met up with my two officemates and their friends to watch Germany murder Brazil in the world cup... Ouch. Benedicta and I shook our heads sadly and went home together. She's grown to be such a wonderful friend-- I'm thankful that we have had the past five (is it five?? I've lost track of time!) weeks together!
My evening was relatively quiet... that was nice. I cleaned my part of the bedroom while the weather stormed outside. A newly minted LCU graduate came into Union Station tonight, so we went to welcome him to DC. It was late when we got home... I don't know that I've ever appreciated my bed as much as I have these past weeks. They aren't very comfortable beds, which I think tells me something about how weary I am after some days. All in all, I can see a marked improvement in my hip and back since I began to walk nearly everywhere, but there are still some bad days. This wasn't a great one, but they've been worse. Praise the Lord!