Although, following a rather intense day of hiking, I forgot to write yesterday, today marks the end of my writing every day for three weeks. This exercise was an extremely positive experience, as it made me feel accomplished on days I felt I'd done nothing else productive. Of course, I am aware that taking care of a child is perhaps the most important job one can do, but I mean outside the realm of motherhood. My next, and immediate challenge, is cleaning up this house after a weekend away in Massachusetts. Upon arriving home last night, tired and sore, we dumped everything on the living room floor. A less exciting challenge, perhaps, but I am strangely looking forward to it, especially as I am feeling wildly unencumbered with Nora at J's parents' house. So, you know, clean up the house, not watch "Kourtney and Khloe Take Miami."