A Harborside View

the things I question….

after a particularly grueling workweek, I wake up this morning in a slight panic thinking am I late to work? only to realize, a few non caffeinated seconds later, that the reason I have slept until the sun has risen is that it’s Saturday….a glorious discovery in my book.

after completing my last work email at 7:45 last night, I decided to do something I never do…an extremely deviant act…turn my IPhone on silent and not check until tomorrow. 

after all, what good will come out of me reading emails after a few glasses of Pinot Noir?

so, I lay in bed with my pup and after a few blissful moments of peace shuffle to the kitchen for her treat and my subsequent retrieval of said phone.

no new major crisis, just the one I am in the process of mending and it’s moving along.

all of this begs the question, why am I not shutting off my phone between the hours of 7p and 7a? because the only person who is worrying about anything during those hours appears to be me.

the best part of the day…..

is the early morning, just as the sun begins to rise over the hudson and my head is somewhat de-cluttered….these are the ingredients that equal a good start of the day to me:

• a sleep uninterrupted by having to get up for water/ladies room/stressful dream
• hugs from my lovable dog
• a venti soy chai latte, made by my favorite barista
• the wall street journal & ny times…thursday editions are my favorite
• catching up on great tumblr posts
• skimming thru work emails to see there are no crisis’ to deal with (as of yet)
• sun salutations
• my favorite music playing as background noise, not a mood distractor

this is what constitutes a perfect morning to me….if only this sublime atmosphere could carry itself through the rest of my usually hectic day.

a view of the world…from an airplane…

we have all been stuck on planes, with bad seating companions, yet every once in awhile we get a hallpass and sit with someone cool. from the moment this young gentleman took care of my suitcase without me so much as having said hello, I knew this long flight would be pleasant. turns out, we live in the same town, and my husband works in the same industry as he…after many laughs about our inevitable delay on the tarmac @ newark, the topic turned to relationships & what we ultimately want out of life. I was surprised at his age (25, almost 26 as he said) and he was surprised at mine (34, he swore he thought I was in my twenties - what a nice guy!). he’s an older soul, and I don’t feel old enough for people to call me ma’mm. he asked me about marriage and if it’s hard work, and I answered honestly…I asked if he had a gf and he revealed they have been on and offsince college…I could tell just in the manner he brought her up in “someone is dragging me to a wedding when I get back from Dallas Saturday” that this girl is probably not going to be in his long haul plan. since he asked about my feelings about my marriage, I asked him if he thought he would end up with his gf…he told me the following: he was years away from marriage…his gf was ready now…he wants to stay in a city lifestyle for many years…she’s all about suburbia…he laughed and said he’s doing the best he can…it struck me that he was probably more honest with me about his long term plans about life than he is with her…and even himself. anonymity can equal total honesty.

welcome to a harborside view….

hello tumblrs, and welcome to my blog, a harborside view. as you get to know more about me, you’ll find that this name has several facets of meaning to it…I am looking forward to sharing my observations of daily life….I hope you they amuse you, make you laugh and relate back to your world. xxoo the girl with a harborside view;