It's raining to beat the band out there this morning. I would take the bus, but it doesn't get to work until just before I'm supposed to be there, so it's walking for me. This is really OK. As long as it's not windy, the rain is not so bad. Sometimes, it's actually quite refreshing.
I have been meaning to do blog posts pretty much every day this week about our trip, but obviously that has not happened. It's been a bit of a stressful week, kind of a trial by fire ("trial by stone!") and when coupled with the reentry from vacation, I have been pretty much wiped out every night and not able to form coherent sentences. And yesterday, Anna came home from school sick and has been running a fever all night long. No school for her today, which kind of sucks because tonight was science night at her school and I know that she wanted to do that.
The consequence of her being sick was that she was up a lot in the night, which means that so were we. What I would give for a good night's sleep.
Seriously, aren't vacations supposed to be refreshing? And I suppose I was refreshed for a while, but it doesn't take long to get sucked back into your real life. I suppose the lesson to be had there is to be conscious of that, resist the natural tendency to slip back into old patterns and develop new ones. Perhaps that's what I will do today.