It must be Spring...

How do I know? Because I can't seem to stay home at night! I have written this before but there is something about springtime that forces me to make constant plans. I have to have something to do every night. Yesterday, for example, I turned in the old Mustang (tear...) and was home by 4:30. I am still exhausted from my trip to Ireland last week and the overall hussle and bussle of my life, and I decided that a glass of wine and some Law & Order would be a good way to spend the afternoon. That notion lasted about 10 minutes until I came up with the great idea of making egg salad for tomorrow's lunch (What?) then going to Total Wine, then inviting my dear friend John G over to imbibe in said wine in the backyard. Then we went Kiku (yum) and I was home by 10, just to pass out again, wake up, and begin another day.
Today involves a dentist appointment, going to the gym, and maybe cooking some cavatelli and broccoli. Sounds like a plan...