Beth drove me down to the National Gallery today for a four-hour stint. It wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be…in fact, it was a little anti-climatic. I’ve been through so much, enormous changes, and the workplace seems like a very smooth,unruffled pond that didn’t change at all, except for the construction and plywood everywhere. Both reassuring and unsettling, the sense of time warp. The good news is that my energy held up just fine. Now tomorrow is predicted to have “historic” snowfall, so we are in a perfect situation to stay in, plant starts for our garden, and watch the fire burning in the fireplace.