the view from my desk.

I spend more hours at work than I do at home, I think.  Not complaining, just saying.  I have lots of pretty things to see, though, so I don't exactly mind the view from my desk (even if there's not a window.)  

That's my inspiration board, but lately, I haven't felt very inspired.  My days have been filled with to do lists that never get all the way done (do you know how hard it is for me not to scratch out my whole list everyday?), but instead drag on to the next day and only get added to.  Case in point: 

That list is still not finished.  I have had a lot going on, including the birth of the most perfect niece, but I just want to recapture the peaceful creativity I had here:

I could have written a book here.  Instead, I read 9.  Maybe some nice reggae, a couple of Caribbean beers, and the sun would be enough to take me back.  Pool, I hear you calling my name.  TGIF!