May is also the end of the spring semester and it was the usual rushrush of suddenly-frantic students. However, the tumult is over and I even managed to clear out a filing cabinet in my quest to go closer to paperless. (My lawyer training pretty much guarantees that I'll never completely make the jump. As a species, attorneys just like paper too darn much.)
My summer herbs and vegetables are going in the ground later today - when it's been dry enough to plant, I've been grading or writing (I just finished copyedits on the Breaking Bad book today), but I need to get that done, because . . .
|Chair for one, please!|
I understand that, to many, the idea of vacationing alone (especially when I'm in a commuter marriage where we don't see each other that much) seems odd and maybe even peculiar. And it's true that I'll miss being at home. But sometimes, you need to be gone to appreciate what's there.