Jet-lagged but Happy 2013!

Mumbai Twelve member, Jumanne Donahue with two Midnight Tea guests. (Tao Gallery, Mumbai)

So glad to be back home in my icy house, wearing my fuzzy bunny jammy-jams and sleeping like an overly-caffeinated nocturnal animal. I gave in this morning around 4 am and had a shower, ate some soup, started researching opportunities for 2013. Honestly, I can't wait to go back to India. India was amazing. Not one moment of the last two weeks was boring.

I want to summarize what happened in Mumbai and Goa, but I'm not sure I can just yet. It's all still a cloud of memories in my head. I'm sitting with my daughter, Romie, and she's helping me remember stuff. Her favorite memory is swimming in the Indian Ocean at the end of the adventure. She also mentioned that taxi cabs in Mumbai need something other than an address to get you where you're going. Tis true! While we were in Worli, we would ask to be dropped off at the Poodar Hospital. Landmarks became very important ways to negotiate space and time!

Mostly, I'm in the present. Facing unpaid bills, a mountain of correspondence, application deadlines, and a family full of sick, sore-throated, coughy, sneezy, but adorable people who need more naps. I am slightly stagnated by my to-do list but determined to start off 2013 by not succumbing to procrastination. On that note, lemme snuggle my Muffin and add to this when I'm more rested. Priorities! Priorities! :)

Happy 2013! Year of the Snake!