juliaipsa {the blog}

It's decided to rain the entire weekend.  That's a bummer seeing as how this is my last free weekend for a while, but you can't win 'em all, you know?  After five hours of sleep, four of them on the living room couch in a failed attempt to mute the incessant thuds from the apartment above, and at least two spent begrudgingly inhaling the stink of wine and liquor that permeates from Soeur and her man when they return from a night out, I arose from bed the couch this morning feeling less than cheery. Sometimes I hate that I can't afford my own place.  And that my ceiling is my neighbor's floor.

Now that I've gotten that off my chest, I will move on.

I should be at the office today to mitigate the madness that is scheduled for next week, but procrastination slapped me hard this morning.  There is now a surprisingly tasty tray of scones hanging out on the kitchen counter.  After patiently working with the delicate demands of cold butter, I'm very pleased that these turned out so well.  The chocolate morsels, littered and smashed across the tops of each dough wedge at the very last minute, were a brilliant afterthought.

I think I'll put off my work for a little while longer and run to the market.  I feel like some chopping and sautéing in the kitchen will be good for me.