Monthly Archive: July 2014

A whole week off at home and I almost don’t know what to do with myself. Hours of unplanned time. Leisurely swathes of luxury to read or nap or putter around the house. No plans. We leave on Saturday for 3 weeks and I am doing nothing much so far, about it. Oh, there’s a slowly growing pile of things on the dining room table and laundry in, but I’m not feeling stressed or rushed or panicked or worried…although I did have a bit of spaz-out moment last night when, talking to my mom, I realized I hadn’t written down...

My friend Russell sent me a message a couple of days ago asking if we could talk about Toronto via Skype that evening. “It’s getting close,” he wrote, “It’s only 18 days away.” !!!! And here I was thinking I still had 3 weeks! My list of things to get done before we leave suddenly leaped into hyperdrive. I have/had several other people with birthdays to deal with, starting with my daughter, who turns 15 on Sunday, my best and oldest friend Becky who shares the big birthday number with me on the 15th, my nephew Sammy who turns 3...